Negative Space

Sag of ancient floorboards underneath slow footsteps;
fingerprints on a rosary of ivory and pearl;
flecks of lung-blood on white linen bedsheets;
sand on the gleaming black ink of a
            fresh signature.

Mist of hot breath on a cold day;
creased corner of a page in the Encyclopédie;
yellowing bruise on an officer’s forehead;
sugar poured in a porcelain cup of black coffee
            at daybreak.

L Friedman is a writer of poetry and prose, a student of history, and a devotee of the Gothic and the Shakespearean. They live in New England and can be reached by howling into the void – or, more reliably, at https://crookedbutinteresting.wordpress.com.

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