The Poetry Bar

Tub Puzzle

Hot water bath, scrub it all away.
Scrub so hard it hurts.
Not comparable to pain of the past.

The drain awaits hurt inherited from the hurt,
inherited from the broken;
words no longer spoken.

Somehow the steam seems to jigsaw you
back together all over again.

Rickey Rivers Jr was born and raised in Alabama. He is a writer and cancer survivor. His work has appeared in various publications. / His third mini collection of 3×3 poems is available now:


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