Wash Day

unzip the rib cage
take out the lines of linen
one by one wash them in the pools of their eyes
wring out the shame of your family tree
throw them into the air
let the sun burn them back to new
catch them and slowly fold them back into yourself

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She stopped breathing through the tears

for the love of your mother
never let her labour, your birth
go to waste

her whispers of truth filled up the air
they made the air so heavy that it became impossible to breathe

the truth will set you free
the truth will kill your darlings

may the sun burn away your outer self
may it scorch your earth

may the elements come together
and invite the new

eyes that will not lower their gaze
for no man, no how, no way in hell or for heaven

It was 5:41 AM

She has lost her dreams
She not only needs to make peace with that
her heart needs to learn to live
like she did before everything changed.

She has to grieve.
She needs to feel it
Go through everything
At a point she will see herself again
and seeing him as a past
In a realistic way but still with a bit of pain

Let her go through it.
She lost a big love not a true love
a love that she trusted but scarred her so deeply
that she needs to learn to nurture herself without him.
That is the biggest sin he has ever committed… so far

Give her time to trust her instincts again
I suppose to feel whole again without him.
Otherwise she will never truly move on
Despite the fact that time is passing by
and when she does meet her true love
she won’t be open to it
When great chances beg her to accept them
She won’t even have time for an acknowledgement
She lost some of her dreams
I wouldn’t wish that heartache on anyone.

Sit with her.
Listen to her.
Let your eyes
acknowledge the pain.
Over time
your eyes
will see her living again

Even the possibility of a never ending love can break the most independent person