Sunday, December 13, 2015


To the man who
split me open like
an earthquake does
to careful highways

The man who cracked
my flesh with his against
the concrete of our lusts

Man who ripped out
the roots of my restraint
like a gardener angry with
overgrown weeds

Who never learned that
and      no
are sacred words

Thank you

For changing everything
for shattering my
carapace for wounding
my foundations so I
could learn to trust
the oceans in me

Every love and rage
and ache now spills
from me in waves

you cracked me and
I will never recover
I am large and fierce
heavy with love

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