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Poetry | October 2014

Miscarriage

By Katherine Glatter

I knocked into the corners
of the hallway
a narrow envelope
a slipping pit

I birthed a milky clump,
a marble with fur

No judge sat to tell me
that I would pass up daytime
to leap from night to night

The dead,
arm in arm,
carry me by the throat

Each year
the children use me
as a stepping stone

4 replies on “Miscarriage”

Kr is Underwoodsays:
October 15, 2014 at 7:28 am

“A marble with fur”…the last stanza…amazing.

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Ann Rsays:
October 17, 2014 at 7:09 am

I agree, that last stanza is amazing.

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Katherine Glattersays:
October 17, 2014 at 8:07 am

Dear Kr is Underwood and Ann R–

Thank you for your comments. It’s great to know readers are responding to my poem. It is a thrill to see it published here.

Thanks, Katherine

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Ray Sharpsays:
December 1, 2014 at 12:25 pm

tight, each word counts for something

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