Magical, by mbgrigbyIn 1999
she sent him her picture—

A moon
flush with harvest colours
and opulent flesh.

Repulsed by her abundance,
face closed, he turned away.

In 2001
she sent him her new look,

half size;
long shadows drawn in about her,
eyes question-coloured.

He was adrift on an iceberg,
returning no mail.

In 2004
she was a grain of sand,

polished
and indistinguishable on a shore
where driftwood came to rest.

In 2006
he looked for her—

she was bleached bone,
fine as silt
in the shank of a grave.

He longed for the offer
of harvest moon,

but she had broken into stars
and filled the sky.

Copyright © 2009, Rae Pater

Image Credit: mbgrigby, some rights reserved

Rae Pater has been published online and in print. She has three children and a cat named Gus. She spends far too much time in front of a computer, and her bio needs some serious work. Rae has completed a B.A in English literature and has recently qualified as an adult literacy tutor.