Down the road of leftover consonants,
I walked.
My feet crackled
against the steel rims
of Ls and Zs,
against the armature of
an entire language.
A sea of words
spread in front of me,
shaped of every thought
we should have said to one another.
My feet bleed now.
Splattering the glass handles
of bladed regrets.
Valentina Cano
Valentina Cano is a student of classical singing who spends whatever free time either writing or reading. Her works have appeared in Exercise Bowler, Blinking Cursor, Theory Train, Cartier Street Press, Berg Gasse 19, Precious Metals, A Handful of Dust, The Scarlet Sound, The Adroit Journal, Perceptions Literary Magazine, Welcome to Wherever, Golden Sparrow Literary Review, Rem Magazine, Structo, The 22 Magazine, The Black Fox Literary Magazine, Niteblade, Tuck Magazine, Ontologica, Congruent Spaces Magazine, Pipe Dream, Decades Review, Anatomy, Lowestof Chronicle, Muddy River Poetry Review, White Masquerade Anthology and Perhaps I’m Wrong About the World among others. Her poetry has been nominated for Best of the Web and the Pushcart Prize. Her debut novel, The Rose Master, will be published in 2014. You can find her here: http://carabosseslibrary.blogspot.com.
Photo: “Z” by Ray Bernoff
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