Friday, March 20, 2020

Sitting at the Bar




Watching as he pressed and squeezed liquid from the bag.
It's amazing how you can tell someone's
experience in life just from the look of their skin.
How much age, how much sun has kissed it,
the literal scars the world has physically declared on.
Veins are nothing like laugh lines.
They map out the body with life.
Skin becomes more fragile,
as if we aren't fragile as it is.
His lackadaisical eyes and firm gaze 
compliment his sharp shaped facial hair
with whatever "look" he seems to be going for


~Tina Meeks

Wednesday, March 4, 2020

Melting Ice




Yesterday was the first time
you said you've loved
Grim face and emotionless tone
as if you've said it a million times to exhaustion
but owning it
Just before tilting a glass to your lips
and letting the ice cubes fall
with just enough time to allow
the ice to melt and leave a wet kiss
It looked like a resurfacing battle wound


~Tina Meeks