Tuesday 11 August 2020

She Writes : A Poem

For herself, 
she writes

She pens 
on her palmyra heart
ink reaped from wounds: 
gifts he left her with.

Numbness takes over
her scratching quill 
dips dips dips
digs deeper
below skin
to harvest 
more scarlet.

to heal, she writes
scars stay sore
her love 
runs out 
as raw pus.



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