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Infidelity
a poem of undeserved forgiveness
engulfed in her, seaweed hair
buffed secular friction between her unibrow.
Etched with intoxicating finesse.
Camel molars winced crooked in her mouth as she relaxed her tongue,
strange words slurred off them onto his pride, then his conscience.
A delicate silhouette, easy on the eyes, frosted over a carcass of worms.
Breaking the threads of her moth-eaten dress,
beneath her bloody nose and copper scented pantyhose.
Cloudy Sundays hovered over the beams of sunshine.
A ghostly chokehold of purgatory gripped him as he entered the stained glass doors.
Her Le Monde Sur Mesure bellowing the pews,
even after long scrubbed away;
desperate hope, held tight by a brick of soap.
Violating our sacred oath, i panned it all to the debris in my memory,
whittling down the dark catacombs of my deepest regrets,
i brushed a finger against his.
And our eyes met.
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Natasha Collazo
**Studying Modern Journalism NYU **
Student @ American Writers & Artists Institute
Project: The diary of an emo Latina (2025)
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a mountain of dancing evocative scenes here Natasha. I thought it was heading for bad, but you haven't even met. So good! Congrats.
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Gorgeous!!💖💕🥰
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too many memories that come to mind. awesome and congratulations on TS
“A carcass of worms” is an unbelievably strong metaphor. So many images encoded in this poem, very powerful! A well-deserved Top Story!
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OK, well, copper scent usually means blood, so it seems he is abusive and goes for forgiveness, and she stays with him, soap washing away her blood and his viciousness.
"A delicate silhouette, easy on the eyes, frosted over a carcass of worms." My favorite line. Starting off beautifully, only to have a disgusting ending. This verse perfectly encapsulates the essence of what's happening; love, its beauty tainted by the betrayal of infidelity. Congrats on making Top Story.🥳
Interesting and the title definitely fits the poem. Nice job.
Every description was better than the last. Great poem!
Wow stunning poem.
Oooo, this was very sensual. Awesome poem!