May 2019
Her words
Paint memories
First in broad
Blurry
Strokes,
Then in tiny
Brutal
details,
That speak
To harms
Incurred
In silence.
My words
Fall,
Crack,
And scatter.
“I wish I had known”
Paint memories
First in broad
Blurry
Strokes,
Then in tiny
Brutal
details,
That speak
To harms
Incurred
In silence.
My words
Fall,
Crack,
And scatter.
“I wish I had known”
