• Kim Noble Calhoun

Portrait of Grief Two Years Post Trauma

PORTRAIT OF GRIEF TWO YEARS POST TRAUMA


for Kaveh


The poet said Regarding loss, I’m

afraid to keep it in the story. I packed

two thousand seventeen photos

of Mama. Same way she boxed one

thousand ninety images of Papa, years

past. Portraits flinging four thousand

seven pounds of dirt on her, us,

soot-filled histories, charred coffins,

stale white flakes. Wilderness hunger is

a wilder kind of hunger. You taste

rocks on your eyelids.


Aedes aegypti breaks the

skin, sucks for blood in

a corpse. Temperature

changes drastically in the

desert. Should I wear a prayer

or walk on a mirage?


I am still thirsty.



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