I wanted to breathe so I opened the door
to a stranger’s car parked in a field
and the world was small again.
Fog filled in through the cracked
window as if dawn and masked my only way back
to my father. It’s okay the stranger said
“he’s only your father
until one of you forgets.”
So when the sky appeared, bloodshot
red as god’s eye pressed down on me
searing my shadow onto the sweetgrass
my skin calm with
submission, I was suddenly
in hope and in words and to be more
is to be a dissolving prayer, ready for extinction.
So I ran, ran into the light
enough to drown in but never enough,
always empty and holy
as a new word stopping only to
dance, even when the music stopped just to feel
my knees weak with
autumn. Terrified of being good
only sometimes but being loved always.
The day opened the size of my fist,
which is to say it could finally hold
my heart and my eyes were wet still
blue from last night because
this field turned my pain into
poppies & honestly, what a blessing.
I see a void and call it longing but
no one told me that at the end of it
I’ll always find a tongue, that limits of my language
are the limits of my being. I am wrong often but I too
need a place to hold myself. That my back was never
meant to be bulletproof but to shimmer
at the sight of the decadent sunlight. That I can be touched
by alcohol and still be true. That to want something else
is just to be human. So it’s okay. There’s time.
Time which folds on itself like the page
from my favourite book, pointing towards the good.
So it’s okay. It’s too soon to know the meaning of my hands.
No one was free without breaking open.
About the Creator
A wannabe storyteller from London. Sometimes words spill out of me and the only way to mop the spillage is to write them down.
"If you arrive here, remember, it wasn't you - it was me, in my longing, who found you."
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