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Holly Salvatore Apr 2013
That rough-cut
Turquoise
Pendant pulls my eyes
Downward
I want to trace her collarbones
Delicately
Sweetly
See if she's as soft
As she seems
Holly Salvatore Mar 2013
I built a time machine
Out of barbie shoes
Plastic legs and heads
No-junk Ken
Mr. Teddy bear
Baby
Blue quilt
That doesn't even reach to my shins anymore
Spilled finger paints
On the bathroom floorr
Primary colors
Forming little swirls
A refrigerator box makes up the body
And there's tinfoil
For the roof
I've stocked my miracle machine
Full of PBJ's
Spaghettios
My childhood comfort foods
I fired it up
Admired the purring
Whirring
Wheels in motion
Turning
I thought 1999 was when I felt alive
Was when I thrived
When all the toys could talk
And all the dogs
Boys still had cooties
I didn't want to kiss them all
It took a refrigerator box
An overgrown backyard
To break a smile
Break a sweat
I was betting on the past
To match my memories
Take a breath.
Press the button.
Go back.
I found this in my notebook and I don't think I finished working on it. Let me know what you think.
Holly Salvatore Mar 2013
He began by taking samples
Little things at first
A photograph of summer freckles
A strand of hair
Fingernail clippings
And my favorite polish
Turquoise and caicos
Footprints
On the bathroom floor
Nothing I would notice
Nothing I would miss
And then he went bigger
My lips concealed
In his underwear drawer
My fingers and toes
Still painted
Stuck in the yogurt
The peanut butter
Full of ears, a nose
He grew bold
With surgical precision
Moved my ribs to the fridge
Chilling
Staving off listeria
My hips he displayed prominently
Framed by the headboard of his bed
My head serving as centerpiece
For his infrequent dinner guests
Shapely legs holding up the table
And believe me
THEY ARE THE SHAPLIEST
Arms supporting arms
New tattoos on his favorite chair
My alarm clock heart
Beating wake up
Wake up
Get out of bed
From his desk
And meaning
Nothing more than that
"I wanted you for my collection,"
He said
"You're the most extraordinary
Specimen I've ever met."
Trying to find ways to talk about it.
Holly Salvatore Mar 2013
Always a president
Never a vice
Made of sugar and spice
Fresh herbs from your windowsill
I'm convinced if I opened you up
I'd find a smaller
Russian nesting Paula
Hiding inside
Afraid of getting hurt
Enjoying the protection layers afford
I'm convinced if I
Turned you inside out
You'd be exactly as beautiful
And classically radiant
Launching blue and auburn sparks
Into the night
A renaissance painting
Come to life
Madonna in jeans
Holly Salvatore Mar 2013
Vitriolic hydraulic push
Pull of sorghum
Sticking sweetly in my veins
Molar studded oatmeal cookies
Crunching like a bad dream
Dull rhinestone eyes
Losing more and more shine every day
Sluggish swole-bellied synapses
Firing in my brain
And I'm crying oversized tears
Drowning like Alice in Wonderland
I know you couldn't  bear to breathe my air
Or share our bed
Or eat my cooking
But
"Did you know the capital of Uzbekistan is Tashkent?"
No.
Did you know I keep Austin up every night
Begging for your scraps?
Hedoesn'tlovemehedoesn'tlovemehedoesn'tlovemeandIdon'tun­derstandwhatIdidwronghedoesn'tlovemeAustinmyheartisgone
I can still smell you
On my sunday dresses
And I'm afraid of the washing machine
And dryer sheets
Afraid of what they'll take from me
I had religion
I had faith in you
And I can still taste the body
Of Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ!
All night
Not like I lost anything important right?

Well
I'll probably never see you again
But my daddy's got a shotgun
Just in case
Reba did I get it right?
Holly Salvatore Mar 2013
Solving every problem
With a belly full of tea
And your feet
Hitting the treadmill
Shoulders taking on
The rowing machine
When dreams of mom dying
Keep you up at night
Who made the molecules
Behind your eyes
That shine
And glitter like Aztec gold
Through the green foliage
The right angles of your face
Looming like the himalayas
Annapurna and Everest
In the minds
Of mountaineers
And ex-boyfriends who can't forget
Your perfect china doll complexion
Rosy cheeks
A fake shade of delicate
You could hold up a bank with those eyelashes
Reaching for the sky
No time to call the police
Just put your hearts in my hands boys
And no one gets hurts

Put your toes on my shoulders
Sister
I'm always here for a boost
Take that leap sister
The world was
Made for you
Some editing to do still?
Holly Salvatore Mar 2013
You drive like you have a death wish
With a smile on your face
Your foot and the brakes
Have never gotten acquainted
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