"... the conversation, and usually the eyes, end up below my neck."

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Trina recommends these on line literary sites.

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Contact
Ms. Stolec

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Trina Stolec reads "Contemplation"

Contemplation

The glass screams reflections;
no way to delude
it's carnival glass;
no way to miss
twin Mt. Everests
laid sideways,
superglued to my chest.
I should have worn a different shirt,
but not too loose
or I spend the night denying
impending "precious bundles".
____When they get this big,
____they aren't easy to hide.
You stand at the podium,
on the stage,
in the grocery line,
watching people watch
the jelloy-giggle under your shirt,
never hear a word you say.
Once or twice I've found
someone who listens,
but in the end,
the conversation,
and usually the eyes,
end up below my neck.

The cold brass knob
at the surgeon's door
has chilled my palm a thousand times.
Who really needs double F's anyway?
Once,
I make it inside.
He holds them impersonally,
____but I'm used to that.
He paints a Picasso...
lines radiate from a center circle,
small arch underneath.
He makes them smiling suns,
____says that's where the scars will be.
I promise to think about it.
Walk down the street,
watch my reflection howl
from store front windows
that display beautiful dresses
I'll never get them into.

At home, I strip.
Stare at them in cold florescent.
Black lines veining their pale surface.
I grab a damp wash cloth,
scrub them raw,
remove the incriminating lines
of contemplated mutilation.






In Her Hand

She holds in her hand
the head of Zeus:
eyes gouged into oblivion.
lips gaped in final scream...
____disbelief...
____incredulous she dared
_________to stain delicate folds of pale silk,
_________splash the blood of the King of Gods.
____Maroon encrusted finger grooves,
_________impervious to bleach...
_____________the blood of god doesn't wash.

She holds in her hand
____the head of Zeus.
His eyes glisten on her belt;
teeth shine in ivory drips from her neck,
____endless echo of her smile;
ears overflow with her laughter...

She is finally free
____of the hand
_________of gods.