Twelve years of our life
packed into one closet:
your suits, my ripped jeans,
stained glass windows you
had to have, but
I pull out baby dresses –
yellowed lace and dusty ruffles.
The silent room fills
with the memory of you
crawling across the floor
in pursuit of chubby legs which
hadn't developed the coordination to run.
She’d grab my arms,
we’d run away from you
when you caught us.
Your voice echoes up the stairs –
asks if I need the computer.
I yell an answer.
Dust settles on the rug.
I pack twelve years of our life
back into one closet.
Gray - leaning toward blue
The color isn't what strikes me.
You meet my gaze
with self-assured confidence,
invite me to probe
as if you had nothing to hide.
A mirage most men wear like arrogance.
it smells like innocence --
almost as if it were real.
When moon and frost kiss windows,
the blue-gray campfire is warm...
I remember roasted marshmallows at Girl Scout
warm, sweet, filling.
We'd sing songs too silly for Dr. Demento,
snuggle into our sleeping bags,
a counselor a word away --
wake up in the middle of the night
to a bear stealing our food;
the counselor no where to be found.
I watched the stars back then, too
transfix on their Morse Code messages
instead of innocent eyes.
there's a lot I need to hide.
I Don't Know What's Real Anymore
You wrap a twist-tie
into a circle,
a black halo
for my finger.
The sound of my voice
littered with discards.
bead rests inside a
Can't you write something
just for me...
And the guitar pick you
refuse to use...
you don't like
Wine spills grapes
You arrange discards
into Universal Unreality.
are we pretending
or is nothing
I want to go home.
I need you.
Trina Stolec studied creative writing, drama
and dance at The Cincinnati School for Creative
and Performing Arts, Berea College and The
University of Toledo. She has performed in
Community Theater and performed my poetry at
numerous places since 1985. She has had more
than 200 poems published in over 50 small press
zines. Trina is the front-person for the
performance art band Logic Alley whose second CD
of spoken word tunes, “Diabolical Songs” is
currently available on our website
www.logicalley.com and at CD Baby.