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Blue

Sep 24
1 min read

By Meghan Miraglia





Blue

 

I’m in my Blue period – it’s Joni all the time.

She’s sitting in a park in Paris, France.

 

I’m sitting on the edge of your bed.

The premise is the same: the news sure looks bad. 

 

When the courts overturned Roe,

you were holding another woman, a woman

who you loved once and then didn’t.

 

She cried in your arms. You told me how

you touched her hair until she was calm again.

Like a horse left in the rain, I thought.

 

I picture your hand over mine

in the white waiting room.

The television hums through the wall.

The politicians talk laws, bodies.

 

I tell you to close the door. Your shadow,

a blue knife in the sliver of remaining light.

 

We are so far from each other.

I am reaching through me

to find you. Each time, I come back empty.



MEGHAN MIRAGLIA has an orange cat with no tail. And, yes. She is still in her Blue period.


Art by India Francis


18 Comments


Lillie Nicolas
4 days ago

The quiet distance in this hits hard - that image of the blue knife in the doorway stays with you oops games. Really well done.

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Blue beautifully captures the pain of distance and memories that stay with us. I love how colors can express feelings beyond words. Even fashion pieces, like the ryan reynolds spirited shearling leather jacket can remind us of warmth and comfort. This poem shows how deeply personal experiences shape our emotions and connections with others.

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The movement from Joni in Paris to the white waiting room makes Blue feel increasingly enclosed. The image of the hand touching another woman’s hair changes the imagined hand over the speaker’s own: comfort becomes something painfully difficult to trust. I recently came across the name Perceptle Game, and it returned to mind while reading how much depends here on perception. That final blue knife makes even the remaining light feel like a separation.

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