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poetry by j matthew waters

paper cut


shredded paper on the countertop
serrated knife inside the kitchen sink

whose blood is that she asks
pointing to the countertop
and I respond innocently saying what blood

those droplets of blood making a trail
from this shredded paper on the counter
all the way to the kitchen sink

oh that blood I say
and she reiterates yes that blood

I wouldn’t know I say
I just got here
my eyes looking away as my feet
rock from heel to toe
sleeveless arms wrapped behind my back




april two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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12 thoughts on “paper cut

  1. love this one! such powerful imagery

  2. Ouch and great at the same time.

  3. Well that was interesting

  4. I so like this one. Paper cuts can have different meaning for us writers…bleeders of words.

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