Weeping Mask
The mask weeps
diamond tears,
turning ruby like
as the blood
flow starts.
Then black
like coal
as decay begins
and the mask
begins to crack,
to distort
and disintegrate,
to flake away,
to disappear.
As all masks will
in the end.
Until only
the tears
First published in Magnolia Review, January 2017


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