The dying words
Of a paper umbrella
Fraying in the spritzer,
Folding in on itself:
No love would have you do this.
The persistent call
Of a paper heart
Thud rushing eardrums
Beating butterfly the skull:
No love would have you, do this.
Sam Alex
Paper Umbrella
About the Author
Sam Alex graduated from Niagara College. Her work has previously appeared in Garbanzo Literary Journal and the Buttontapper Press anthology Haiku for Lovers. She lives in Canada.