blame

i don’t blame you

i don’t blame you for screaming

i don’t blame you for hurting

for crying

for feeling

i don’t blame you for anything you do

and yet you blame me

for every step you take

like it is my fault i have bruises from your assaults

like it is my fault that you hate me enough to stay

all i want is to go back to when you were in love with me

so in love that you didn’t speak for weeks

at least i didn’t have to wear long sleeves and bandages.

Miniature Prose

nothing can hurt more

than seeing your child suffer

watching her cry at 4 am

and knowing there is nothing you can do

watching her rip apart her body

piece by piece

over and over

like that boy who thought he owned her

and she –

she who believed it.

Miniature Prose

burning eyes and tears

don’t seem to stop at my heart

they roll down

like a waterfall

flooding my wrists

and forcing themselves

to come out

as blood.