
What
Gets Away

Not
the name calling. Carefully selected
words shoot right to the source of insecurities,
fester under days of silence as taut as
a spider’s
web. Not the mumbled goodnights. Close-lipped
cheek kisses and stony backs where blackness
settles
between spaces of not touching. What gets
away is
votive candles lighting back steps, big
red bows tied
around our dogs’ collars, slow dancing in
the kitchen
the only music, our bodies.

*Lisa
Siedlarz is pursuing a Masters in Creative
Writing at SCSU. Named the 2005-2006 SCSU
Graduate Poet, her credits include: Breakwater,
Skyline, Thousand Poems Project, CADUCEUS
II and III, Connecticut River Review, Louisiana
Literature, FOLIO, Rattle, and Alimentum.
She is the Editorial Assistant for Connecticut
River Review, and graduate poetry reader
for Connecticut Review. She works as the
Financial Aid Administrator for Southern
Connecticut State University.
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