Thirteen Reasons Why You Shouldn't Tell Me Her Name

Thirteen Reasons Why You Shouldn't Tell Me Her Name

A Poem by Dana Alsamsam

don't tell me her name
because it will burn the back of my throat
like bile and escape my lips in whispers
of 'could have been'
don't tell me her name
because every time i say yours
it will be mangled and poisoned with hers.
the syllables of your name were always 
so pure when they escaped my lips
don't tell me her name
because the word 'you' only has one syllable
but so does 'stay' and i don't know
how many more painful syllables i can fit 
in my mouth and still remember to gargle 
and wash them down the drain.
don't tell me her name
because poetry will never make me forget
the way she sounds perfect projecting
from your remorseful lips.
don't tell me her name
because she will hide in every drag
I smoke, every hit I take
and every swig of cheap vodka
that hits the back of my throat
don't tell me her name
because it will be wrapped around 
you, caressing my favorite place on your body
the crease of your lower back
vulnerable like the crest of a ripe peach. 
don't tell me her name 
because it will be etched 
in violet and sapphire beneath my eyes
and I don't want to see her
every time I look at my reflection. 
don't tell me her name
because it will fit next to yours 
better than mine does. 
her hands, her body fit
like cream and coffee
don't tell me her name 
because every day I'll recall 
how the journal tucked into your back pocket
like a second beating heart
carried you to Ohio in a swarm 
of poetry and other girl's names.
don't tell me her name 
because I want to believe 
that the 'Arlene,' the 'Abby'
and maybe even the 'Elizabeth'
in your works of fiction are somehow
recreations of me. 
don't tell me her name 
because I'm sorry.
don't tell me her name
because I regret. 
don't tell me her name
because with enough repetitions
one day you will forget mine. 

© 2013 Dana Alsamsam


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I have to saw, your feelings are oozing from each and every word you written and trust me taking to unique journey of understanding for your reader. Simply elegant work.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Haha...clever, and honest. Sometimes it's better not to know, and people need to realize that "ommission" is not necessarily a "lie". I liked the repetion of this one, and the way that it stepped out of the box a little bit. I also enjoyed the nods toward the "now", which I think makes this one even more relatable.

don't tell me her name
because with enough repetitions
one day you will forget mine. -- great lines, and a great conclusion with a clever nod toward the form of the piece.

Another winner in my book.

Posted 7 Years Ago


love the structure here dana...really well done

Posted 7 Years Ago


another marvelous write...don't use her name when you speak or write, because if you do it enough, you will forget mine..

there is that feeling of mistrust...there is that feeling of someone who might go back to an old girlfriend...

i have had the reverse happen enough to relate to this...

too well.

jacob

Posted 7 Years Ago


Dana Alsamsam

7 Years Ago

this was one of the hardest and easiest pieces I've written. I genuinely don't want to know who she .. read more

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Added on November 11, 2013
Last Updated on November 13, 2013
Tags: romance, love, depression, long distance relationship, other girl, pain, names, poetry

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Dana Alsamsam
Dana Alsamsam

Chicago, IL



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"my brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness." i dance, write and play violin. i'm studying english and training in dance in chicago. i like spooky things, red lipstick, caffeine, punk/indi.. more..

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A Poem by Dana Alsamsam