I was not the first woman to grow fluorescent upon heartbreak
nor was he the first man to grab my hair
expecting me to go along with it, but all I really wanted
was someone to ask me if I remembered to take my meds that day
when there was probably
a meadow of them sprouting all up the length of my esophagus.
Everything had to be inside me
from the day I found out he wanted to be inside her. It was better
when it hurt, I shone like a bruise in remembrance of him.