nights

_MG_0321I don’t know in the night

about corner edges and how they hurt

about who is in charge of my broken heart

breath so loud with fear

and yet no voice

tears fall fast and never seen

the space divorced from eastern light

I don’t know in the night

about me, about hope

reach

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The heart grows tender only in the dark places of pain and loss

where seeds of anger die too slowly

but then reach

for the hope of rebirth

for the delicate touch of light

for a healing shower of grace and love

The Rape

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Attached to this moment by a thin string pulled

 by a memory my body won’t cut loose.

An uncoordinated swallow and choking breath

release head from heart.

Alone

At risk

Trust dissolved in rhythms that would otherwise heal.

 

The Rape

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Attached to this moment by a thin string pulled

 by a memory my body won’t cut loose.

An uncoordinated swallow and choking breath

released the head from my heart.

Alone

At risk

Trust dissolved in rhythms that would otherwise heal.