This is a guest post by Marissa. Inspiration for this poem came from this image.

“Her death in 1959 was a bizarre suicide after years of alcoholism and failed attempts to revive her stalled career. Alone in her Venice, California apartment she gathered together reams of publicity stills and promotional material from her early career and set it alight, allowing herself also to be consumed by the flames. She died later of her injuries.”

After the movie ends
And the screen fades to black
I am the after exposure
On the backs of your eyes.

I am the unseen,
I was never there,
But the lack
Of my presence lingers.

You will miss me
Without knowing my name.