Fragment

It’s all that’s left.

A gossamer fragment,

The headband still attached

but nothing left to cover the face.

I wonder,

what happened to the rest

of the veil.

I wonder,

if it went the way of the marriage.

The way of the faces hidden

behind the net curtains.

It’s all that’s left now.

A gossamer fragment

floating like a cobweb

in a dusty room

Ready to be swept away

with the rest.

First published in Visual verse, January 2017

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