Deborah Purdy

Collapse by Brenden Barraza


You don’t want to pull

The past over your head like a blanket

Battle yourself over the bed

Of your own making,

Dare someone else’s demons

To tempt you.

Is that ringing in your ears

Some kind of warning

Or a tremor in the voice

You don’t want to consider,

Like ten thousand reminders of who you are.


Deborah Purdy lives outside Philadelphia where she writes poetry and creates fiber art. Her work has appeared in Gravel Literary MagazineCleaver MagazineThe American Poetry Journal, and other publications.