Catch and Release

I still reach for you

in the space between

reality and reflex.

Still expecting

to feel you flip

like a fish under my fingers

and not floating belly up somewhere

in a container marked biohazard.

While I am still here

swollen and sore,

refusing to contract,

to clench down 

               and release.

I wait as if not left,

gutted and gasping

like an empty fish bowl

still full of hope and fluid.

About Heidi Stauff

Ultimately ending up in Atlanta, Heidi's creative impulses followed many paths. She delivered middle-class, white-girl, angst to tens and twenties of Generation-Xers through the now defunct rock-band, Belljar. She designed hundreds of dresses for Disney-bound little girls. She birthed two babies she now homeschools, lost and then found her faith again, and writes about all of it in her free time: which is usually after midnight with a glass or three of wine.
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2 Responses to Catch and Release

  1. George says:

    Raw, honest and the use of the word ” gutted” brought this to the bone.
    It’s the kind of writing I wish you didn’t have to write but if you did, I’m glad I read it.


  2. Thanks George. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment.


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