My tears fall differently now.
They don’t well up,
they don’t crest and
then fall in drops.
They don’t create a line
down the edge of my nose
leaving the rest of me alone.
Now they stream down in sheets,
they defy gravity and
wet my eyelids and temples,
they cling to my lashes and
rest in my hair.
No longer a line down my cheek
they saturate my face
and neck, ears and chest
creating a salty crust
on my skin
as they evaporate.