Memories That Evolved Into a Jackson Pollock Painting
written by: Tinamarie Cox
I feel the days from my youth
like trickles and spatters on my skin,
and sometimes like gentle broad strokes
or slaps of color,
but always leaving
a gaping black spot at my center.
The water for my teardrops dried up years ago,
the dreamer’s sand clumped in the corners of my eyes,
because I replayed the images painted in my head
until the past deteriorated and
what I remembered turned abstract.
Tinamarie Cox lives in Northern Arizona with her husband and two children. She writes to escape her mind and explore the universe. Tinamarie typically writes poetry and her work can be found in several publications.