Poetry Challenge A Poem A Day for April 2014

It’s April again and time for the one a day poetry challenge for national poetry month no matter how shitty they turn out. Here’s April 1st:

Day 1

It has taken
this long for me
to turn to mush
for you to reach
that last corridor
that last hallway
where the path gets
longer and longer
and you cannot reach
the door knob
nightmare woman
they say, you say
you knew when you
took this job
that there was nearly
no heart to break left
that you’d be working
with pieces
not whole muscles
not taut muscles
just what was left
and isolated
and at the end of that
hallway boarded up
with nails and boards
and a half ass guard
but you stay on like
a saint like a man
who doesn’t mind
past lives and rusted nails
my type of man
you say, one who takes
years to whisper
i love you
years to ask if there’s
enough to this thing
this mess of tissue
and discard and perhaps
yes that’s where we are
and while I’m not
taking down the boards
or making the path shorter
if you want
I’ll open when you get here

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About Margaret Elysia Garcia

Margaret Elysia Garcia primarily writes fiction, essays and poetry from a remote corner of the Sierra Nevada. She's currently working on a non-fiction book regarding body positivity through plus-sized alternative modeling .She blogs here and at Throwing Chanclas. And is the co-founder of Pachuca Productions a Latina owned microtheatre in Plumas County, California
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