In the Pawn Shop

Written by: Taylor Graham

Diamonds. How many ways can you chip the edges
off desire
so the facets still inflame fire?

Gold: A treasure 
you starve to afford – a minted 
hunger in the hoard.

Rhinestones: Cheap tears
solidified
in the corner of each eye.

Pearls: So many layers
of weeping hardened about a vexed core 
that just keeps growing.

Don’t look behind you at those 
baubles and gems. Why would you want them?
Walk out and shut the door.