October 18, 2012

Haunt by Valentina Cano

He thought he was dreaming,
that moment when the light
shone through the curtains
against the wall,
pierced through by pieces of her.
A hologram of caramels,
a cat’s cradle of hair and skin,
coming together in that spot
where she slammed her hand
the night before.
Her presence lingered
like a thread of hair,
shimmering visible,
then disappearing.

Valentina Cano is a student of classical singing who spends whatever free time either writing or reading. Her works have appeared in Exercise Bowler, Blinking Cursor, Theory Train, Cartier Street Press, Berg Gasse 19, Precious Metals, A Handful of Dust, The Scarlet Sound, The Adroit Journal, Perceptions Literary Magazine, and many others.  You can find her here: http://carabosseslibrary.blogspot.com

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