Coconut



Your hair
Smelled like coconut
The breeze that day wrapped the scent of you  around my face like a scarf  
I inhaled it like a cigarette

The sky
Had storm clouds rolling in
I remember because it hardly rains in this God forsaken desert
But that December day, it did

Your eyes
Blue and shattered
Like the glass I swept up earlier that summer
When I broke your bedroom mirror
"That’s bad luck for seven years" you said
Your devious grin reflecting in the broken glass

Your hands
Bleeding and arched
From all the pointing
What an epic battle of blame
I should’ve just let you win

Your brother
And your mom
Acted like they never knew me
In all honesty they probably didn’t
But you did
…You did

It’s been 10 years
And it feels like yesterday
Memories tattooed on my skin
And I can’t shake the feeling
They may never go away

Like you did that day

And now
At 1:34am
I’m up remembering the smell of coconut
From your hair

It’s been so long and
I’d put my money on
That if you heard this
You wouldn’t care

If I teach my daughter anything
It’s that life just isn’t fair
Until then I’ll just recall
The smell of coconut in your hair

About this poem

I wrote this about someone I used to know better than myself. And someone who knew me.

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Written on June 16, 2023

Submitted by gilliansc1102 on June 16, 2023

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Scheme ABXX XCXD XXEEXX XXFXC EXXBDD XGCFG G XXBA XXXA FAXA
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 1,176
Words 246
Stanzas 10
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 6, 5, 6, 5, 1, 4, 4, 4

Gillian Stanford-Cienfuegos

My name is Gillian and I’m 35 years old. I like to consider myself an artist of sorts—I sing and write. I live in Phoenix with my daughter, Lola Jane and my husband. My favorite writer is Sylvia Plath. more…

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