From Alana M. Kelley’s chapbook, In Orbit, available at https://bottlecap.press/products/orbit
This may be a sad chapter but you are not a sad story
Ah that motherfucker, there she is, what a bitch
In my persona
Cracks
Through these
My lungs breath
I don't think you selfish for leaving me when I needed you
I don't think you're selfish for trying to preserve your sanity
You must really like broken things I concluded
Why break me
Your arms, anyone's arms
Can they mend porcelain
Can they mend me
2018.04.22
It's silence I crave, it's why I swim
The weight of water
Over me
Around me-
The safe silence of submergence.
At the waters edge I may be ugly,
But underwater, we are made equal And
When I speak strokes
I Am Beautiful.
-Adaptation of my favourite book, the weight of water by Sarah Crossan
“And when I drove to the seafront to find myself in the comforting silence of waves rolling to the shore, the ocean screamed your name.” - // of oceans and lovers j.d.m.
Just A 23 Year Writing To Stay Relevant, discovering the meme-ing of life along the way - Let's Not Talk Anymore 🌻
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