Tête-à-tête

How long
have you been lying
here? This is my
bed, tho' you graced it
once. You perch,
feather-like, your flesh
insubstantial. Your body seems
warm.
My belief in your end
falters. Can I
feel the scars
on your hands?
Your death, a deceptive
web, fills the
corners; I sweep
it away. Like the snake
swallowing its tail,
you return.
                    Long
since you fell
and made that
circle
your own.


1989


Thoughts and Comments

Published under my maiden name: Barbara Muller

Calliope 1989
Published by the Students of the University of the Pacific
Stockton, CA
1989

I was a member of the editorial staff for this edition. My bio in the mag says "Barbara Muller finds that three years of college has greatly increased the amount of paper she must move from one pile to another. Things have disappeared into the piles, like the bedroom floor. She surfaces occasionally for class, and sometimes escapes with an actual piece of writing."

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Saturday Afternoon
Sister
Spring Cleaning
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Tete-a-Tete
the honeymoon is over
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