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 Oct 2012 Kathryn
Madeline
spill and tumble -
and we catch them in our hands
and spin them.

this
is our calling.

hello, poetry.
 Sep 2012 Kathryn
Liz Devine
My head aches
and my eyes burn
My stomach is twisted
with pangs of guilt
with shame
and with loss

This is the letting go of you
this is how it feels to release three long years
of love
and hate
of regret and hope

It doesn't feel good
I feel heavier now
than I once did
weighed down with the agony
of loss and betrayal

When you reached into my heart
you moved further than anyone had before you
your cold calloused hands grabbed deeper
than I even knew existed
and took whatever they could

The world stopped making sense
when you released your grip
up is down and right is wrong
now that you're in love
and I'm left alone again
a woman scorned
out of love
and deep in loss.

— The End —