I have this image of you holding a bloody heart, kind of sunken. When this girl needed help the most you tore out your heart to give it to her but her body rejected it and attacked it. It's a natural reaction, like allergies. But you can't seem to shake how you did all this for nothing, for her to turn it away so easily, no appreciation of the effort you put in. Sometimes she can’t help it, her body is causing her to have these reactions, which hurts because you want to help but you aren’t. And this rejection of your sacrifice might go to bite her in the ass, but she can’t help it. It's what she needs. You can’t try more and more because it will hurt her body further. And you have to let it be whether she dies or not. Or maybe it's not that deep.
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Men We Reaped
Inspired by Jesmyn Ward
I wish I could tell you how I mourn your innocence,
how I pray for a shield,
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belly buttons and beating hearts
I clung to my baby blanket that wrapped around my limbs. my limbs, small and swollen, cushioned by my mother's organs. I was warm, I clung to the insulation of two beating hearts.
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grapefruit sacrifice
cut in half in a ceramic bowl, the edge of the spoon carves out the meat from the middle, sawing at the membrane that encases the pulp.
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