Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Oct 2011 Day
Ernest Hemingway
There are never any suicides in the quarter among people one knows
No successful suicides.
A Chinese boy kills himself and is dead.
(they continue to place his mail in the letter rack at the Dome)
A Norwegian boy kills himself and is dead.
(no one knows where the other Norwegian boy has gone)
They find a model dead
alone in bed and very dead.
(it made almost unbearable trouble for the concierge)
Sweet oil, the white of eggs, mustard and water, soap suds
and stomach pumps rescue the people one knows.
Every afternoon the people one knows can be found at the café.
 Oct 2011 Day
Jessy Luttrell
I saw you smile,
and it towered over the trees,
and it pressed down on me in my sleep
while I dream of various things
like you and me, birds and the sea,
and how much it hurts to be awake.
but I saw you smile
and then it was night,
and half the world was fake light.
I couldn't remember what it was like to see
without fingers on my eyes,
without fingers on my mouth,
and my own hands on my knees.
then I saw you smile
but the noise of the brass
and the river of glass
kept me inside
so I sang you a song
and I cried when I lost the last note,
and all i remember now is the crying.
and when i see you smile
i think that one day i will wake up alone
and how i could save myself from this pain
if i really wanted to
but then i see you smile.

— The End —