Hatchet-shaped hole in a heart-shaped world
By cadymae
Wipe the tears off your 8yo self's face
You will make it to 48 tell her
'tho 49 will be out of reach
Lick the blood from your palm
wrap scraped knuckles in a dirty sock
Your marble long since fell out your pocket
Your chin hairs will press hard into
your little boy's head
as you hug him goodbye
Her hidden smokes stained her wimple
till the habit was in plain sight
she escapes a long marriage to man
in a marriage to God
All screams trail off to the same silence.
A new heart will beat again shortly.
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Copyright 2015 cadymae
Published on Thursday, January 20, 2022.
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On Saturday, October 28, 2023, carlosjackal
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Yeah, this is truly something else. A special piece.