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The Milk Saucer, a poem by T.D. Richards

The Milk Saucer
by T.D. Richards   

The old woman cries out in her sleep
to the old man who has gone,  leaving
his ears in the drawer. She opens her
eyes, and the cat with a broken heart
is pressed against her mottled skin
stroking her thin wrist with breath.
She recalls tiger lilies in the green
depression glass vase he won at
carnival--tossing pennies
into the milk

Bio: “I have lived in Indiana most of my life. I have had three careers that have lead me to value the importance of observation, hence my love of poetry now.”