Jack in the Box

Like all the others in the box
it was sepia and smelled,
a crumpled, lifted edge was seen
where once it had been held.

She lifted up the photograph
the handsome face now torn,
sandwiched in between two friends
all dressed in army uniform.

She turned the face away from her
and looked on canvas’ back,
a faint inscription written there,
“Yours Forever, Jack.”


One comment on “Jack in the Box

  1. jacsprat says:

    What a creative take on “Jack in the Box.” I’ve read a lot of your poetry, and I think this is one of my favorites!

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