Fault Lines
written by: Lisa Reynolds
Sometimes I look in the mirror
and don’t recognize my face.
The sun has kissed me
too many times
and left dark hickeys.
Jealous crows
have wiped their feet
in the corners of my eyes.
I’ll spare you what moles have done.
If wishes were granted daily,
butterfly wings would lift lids
so I could soar above blue veins.
Admire ridges sprawled across
once smooth landscape, before
landing on sturdy bridge.
Rivers wouldn’t leak black tar.
Fault lines wouldn’t spread.
At least not visibly.
Lisa Reynolds is an internationally published Canadian writer of poetry and short stories with translations in Farsi, Italian, Mandarin, and Spanish. Her poetry has been featured in art/poetry exhibits in Canada and the USA. She is the 2023 recipient of The Ontario Poetry Society's Ted Plantos Memorial Award and the author of Pearls of Rain (Beret Days Press). Her memberships include the League of Canadian Poets, Royal City Literary Arts Society, and The Writers' Union of Canada. She lives and writes in a waterfront community on the shores of Lake Ontario.
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- Fault Lines - August 28, 2024
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