The Memory

Clare M. Bercot Zwerling

 

That tamped down, pressure wrapped,
oil clogged edgyish hairball
lodging and dislodging
esophogial me.

Or…

Forceful granite-like fist,
raging ragged down my throat
no air direct to the gut
insert fishhook and yank.

Or…

Imprisoned in soft epidermis,
hard sorrow shrieking yet smothered
hollow aloneness knowing
I did wrong.

 

 

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Clare M. Bercot Zwerling is a newish poet with three poems published to date in glassworks, Halcyon Days and Night Waves, and a forthcoming poetry publication in The Oakland Review. A recent retiree and transplant from Deep South Texas, she resides on the Mendocino coast, and enjoys the support and stimulation of a vibrant artistic community.