Desiccation

The title drew me in, and the first stanza floored me.

"Her strained veins
pressed
from underneath her
fine skin,"

Being able to see veins through ones skins paints an alarming image, a a woman's veins being very pronounced, something akin to an autumn leaf. Veins carry blood, the essence of life so using that to convey vulnerability is appropriate.

"while her parched cheeks
were unable to
withstand
her propitious smile."

Even in a dire situation, the subject still is able to smile with hope - a testament to their character. It also offers the readers some relief since they know the subject is not admitting defeat.

"Her rough
tangled eyelashes
became bars enclosing
her eyes
within a
dark dungeon."

I absolutely love the imagery of eyelashes becoming a prison. Some say the eyes are windows to the soul, so this saying in addition to what you wrote creates a harrowing image of a person being held captive on the inside.

"Her few tears barely
escaping,
to an inevitable fate of
evaporation."

'the inevitable fate of evaporation' fits into my theory that the subject is facing internal struggles and it's a matter of time before they run themselves dry.

'So... she prayed for rain...'

and this sounds like a plea of reprieve, waiting on something external to fix or at least momentarily resuscitate the subject.

I really enjoyed this piece, you have a unique way of writing and unique imagery to match :)

I guess I am not the same person anymore. So forgive me, Can't leave huge comments.

Would like to see this poem on the front page along with Ben's masterpiece, Her milk was sour.

All the best!

Superb visuals a powerful write indeed. Milly x

such a deep and personal pen I feel like you gave everything in this piece

Her rough
tangled eyelashes
became bars enclosing
her eyes
within a
dark dungeon.

^^^^^^

this was an astounding few words Ive never seen eyelashes used in this way.
I thought it was brilliant

Such a deep and personal piece of writing. I could feel that urge for rain:) M