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FREE Hand.

FREE Hand.

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


FREE Hand He was panting as he pointed to the words on the page, looking me desperately in the eyes. “but how does that apply to me..
The Best of Friends

The Best of Friends

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


The Best of Friends Every morning they meet in the same place at the same time, to pool whatever money they made the day before. One with ..
In Passing

In Passing

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


In Passing Average; every meaning of that word, I am not. Because it takes hours for me to leave the house. Complications with simple l..
Smoke

Smoke

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Smoke And I lay here broken, with just a thin sheet covering all that is left of me. He was a bit brutal. And I could have done without..
Left Hook

Left Hook

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Left Hook I can sit here for days, tapping my foot to the music pouring from the radio. Fix my hair, paint my nails, and freshen my makeu..
24 Hour Chip

24 Hour Chip

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


24 Hour Chip If there were ever a time for a Miller Lite I guess it would be now, and a cigarette, and a shot of Wild Turkey. Celebrating ..
Lock and Key

Lock and Key

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Lock and Key Spending all day locked up in a room, penning the last letter of the last word in the last note she’ll ever write. &ld..
805

805

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


805 Watershed moments while sitting in traffic, the girl two cars up is texting while she waits. The smoke from my cigarette circulates, ..
Three

Three

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Three I had been lying here for three days before they found me, all sticky and sweet. I had in my right hand a fist, and a clump of ..
Zippo

Zippo

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Zippo She lights a cigarette with the Zippo her father gave her, the only thing from his house she was allowed to retrieve. A bottle full..
Smile

Smile

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Smile Walking midmorning, another cold day in Los Angeles, and the ever present sound of comfortable shoes echoes down the alleyway. ..
Smothered

Smothered

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Smothered Walking in the sunshine for the first time, every step the thoughtful consideration of something different. And there are those ..
I Can't Feel My Feet

I Can't Feel My Feet

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


I Can’t Feel My Feet Looking to shut it down, standing in line waiting to be fed a spoonful of life. And I can’t see the stars ..
Definition

Definition

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Definition The accommodation of other Peoples problems with image, I am a small projection on a very large screen. Being not a facsimile, ..
Stilettos

Stilettos

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Stilettos An exercise of intolerance, these dreams have all been made by men. Sitting under the microscope, unchanged, but yet different..
Birchwood

Birchwood

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Birchwood Breaking down like Birchwood, the feelings of a foggy day sends shivers down my spine. Eating the leftovers of life, not quite ..
Handbag

Handbag

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Handbag “An empire For an apple!” he’d shout. I didn’t know what he meant by that, still don’t. His voice ..
Apples

Apples

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Apples Needing a place to hang my head, walking along main street downtown. A reprise, as the sun climbs over dirty feet. And I, look..
Paper Cup

Paper Cup

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Paper Cup Looking into clocks out of frustration, drinking beer from a wine glass, torture; from the bottom of a paper cup. The cloudy re..
Alone

Alone

A Poem by Abigale LeCavalier


Alone I feel like I felt when I was young, alone, staring out the window at a cool blue sky, thinking that reality is as thin as a pane of g..