I felt something
pulling me
so I looked, back
over my heavy shoulder
as I lugged that broken seat
down the stairs on casters
it fell apart
when he grabbed it by the arms
and slammed it into the linoleum
with me in it
after I rolled it to the dumpster
and lifted it over the metal edge,
I remember the relief of letting go
of that fractured, useless piece
somehow I was
lighter
as if tossing that moment
and all the things
no longer safe
for me
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 11:05 AM UTC
I felt something
pulling me
so I looked, back
over my heavy shoulder
as I lugged that broken seat
down the stairs on casters
it fell apart
when he grabbed it by the arms
and slammed it into the linoleum
with me in it
after I rolled it to the dumpster
and lifted it over the metal edge,
I remember the relief of letting go
of that fractured, useless piece
somehow I was
lighter
as if tossing that moment
and all the things
no longer safe
for me
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