Catriona Yule
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Shedding Skin
Catriona Yule
You don't look to see my face,
crumbling in the rain.
Don't know that I breathe you
again and again.
Though I'll soar Red Admiral,
you've drained me of colour,
caging a moth that will
cry like no other.
You don't care for fragile wings,
hovering on your fence.
It inconveniences you to think
about the skin of something else.
Is this what you always planned?
So stark black and white.
Can't you search for something deeper
than the girl is not right.
I can't re-spin the silken film
that blushed upon my skin.
Can't change the dates that history bled
to leave you out of them.
You won't look to see my face
crumbling in the rain.
Won't know that I turn back
again and again...
Published in
Lapidus Magazine Issue 4, 2003
(Lapidus)
and in
Spinners and Spoons, 2005
(Koo Press)
and in
Sex in the City, 2006
(Koo Press)
and in Shedding Skin, 2007
(Koo Press)
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