“Echo” by Jo Kolar.

Potential trigger warning: This poem may have references to acts of self-harm.


An echo.
That vibrates in a soundless room
That nicks the walls
That stains the tub
That crumples the sheets
But leaves me alone
Except for the scar on my cheek
The things I do to myself
I don’t know why.


To check out more of Jo Kolar’s work, go here.




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4 replies

  1. Holy smokes, this is a short write, but it packs a punch

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  2. Very powerful imagery; the poem implies so much and yet leaves so many unanswered questions.

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  3. Thanks Lucy for posting! It’s more metaphorical than literal.

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