August 17, 2016


The abortion
Spilled on the
Floor like the swarm

Of jellyfish that washed
Up on the beach
In Galveston in 1986.
Driven in by the hurricane

Whole plumes gathered
That year to seek the shore
But no one though
To ask them why

But the once-expectant
Had new expectations.
So when she heard the splash
She asked, “What?”

What is worse in this situation?
The truth?
Or a lie,
Just like this?