“Because the Reckoning Came” by Ariana Trinneer

Because the reckoning came
on an average tuesday
from a doctor with a young face and old eyes
with a small hole in his right pocket
that his pinky kept escaping through.
Because I hadn’t showered or slept or even changed my underwear,
because these kinds of things, these words,
the words he said, they’re not for us.
A white sky presses against the window and above me
toffee colored ceiling stains in the shape of healthy ovaries
tango like we used to in the old days
cheek to cheek, each pretending to be the other’s dashing future lover
while outside, the roar of Big Sur and the fog and our sweaty hands
lifting the window to the car waiting below
smothered laughs and the boom and the crash
and the wet sand and the beach fires and the thick skunk-smell of pot
and the luxury of it all,
the luxury.
I watch his finger, pointed and bright against the blue cloth, just the barest tip
anxious and naked.

Ariana Trinneer

Photo by VC Ferry

© 2010


  1. lkthayer · June 1, 2010

    I love your work Ariana, so stricking & strong with vidid images…we are right there with you holding our breath. Welcome to The Juice Bar!! 🙂

  2. Karen Ross · June 3, 2010

    This is such a compelling poem it’s haunting and says so much.
    Loved the phrase “a young face with old eyes”.
    Thanks for sharing it on the Juice Bar.
    Karen Ross

  3. alexis Rhone Fancher · June 4, 2010

    Delicious, curious, mysterious, devastating. Great!

  4. Lordy · June 4, 2010

    What make of car did she say?

    Loved it!!!

  5. Marcus · June 4, 2010

    I keep reading this poem warming my self by the Big Sur fire and then nearly drowning in a sudden rogue wave. Take another hit of that skunk week! You are right, so right, the luxury of it all!



  6. ariana · June 4, 2010

    thanks all for the warm welcoming! it’s great to be juiced. what a great site lisa, you rock.

  7. matthew · June 5, 2010

    You are a great writer/poet!
    I don’t think there’s anything that you, can’t do.
    I love you.

  8. Julie · June 8, 2010

    As usual your truth speaks volumes. I was there. we all were. You are a gift.


  9. Adesh Kaur · June 11, 2010

    wow ariana. this one slammed me against the wall. ouch and breathless. you are just so frickin’ amazing.

  10. Isabel · June 17, 2010

    I love these poems Ariana – your turn of phrase is amazing, and your imagery touches the heart – there is a living presence in your words. Keep writing please !

  11. ariana · June 21, 2010

    thank you all!

  12. Errica Wilson · July 18, 2010

    Loved your poem. Striking imagery and thought. Left wanting more. Thanks for sharing 🙂

  13. ariana · July 19, 2010

    thank you!

  14. nicole · September 13, 2011

    I was holding my breath the whole time my mind was on this journey. Keep writing Ariana!

    • ariana · September 14, 2011

      thank you nicole!

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