The End of Heartache Eva Carrallo
Materials of this making:
Black, deliberate stars,
Nocturnal music,
A piece of bread
Eaten by lamplight,
Trees in their coats
Of winter darkness,
The boy with the
Broken heart
Trudging up the slope,
A cold barrel,
A quiet click,
The beautiful red
Of his body
Covering the hill
Like wasted paint.
