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WATERSLIDES IN AUXILIARY HOSPITAL WASHROOM by Daniel Thompson

 

Fractured Reflections

 

It has begun
appearing,
a familiar 
twinge of
excitement.

Is it my
imagination,
or is warmth
floating from
across the room?

Can I reach out
and touch you
without
a jerked
recoil in return?

Will 
there be a
returned squeeze
instead of 
a disinterested

sigh
that echoes
from my shoulder
where you hide
your head

to avoid 
my lips—
once 
an oasis,
a haven,

now a 
desert 
to avoid
at all costs?
Is there 

a warming 
in our 
world,
the melting
of ice walls?

Or am I 
dreaming—
escaping
into a mirage
again—

living 
in the bizarro
world
of fractured
reflections?

 

 

 

 

C.W. Bigelow received a B.A. in English from Colorado State University, and currently lives in the Charlotte, NC area. His short stories and poems have most recently appeared in The Scrambler, The View From Here, The Shine Journal, The Gloom Cupboard, Indigo Rising, Litsnack, and in many more places.