In My Home

I wrote an SOS into my flesh.

I announced there was someone

in my head, in my home, in my heart;

she was bitter and unkind.

I pleaded with the muddy water

and with my tears.

I denounced my reflection

and then pulled the same woman

into my arms and told her

not to worry, not to cry.

Because in the process of losing myself,

I found myself where I had been

all along.

 

Here, in the same bones

which still manage

to weather every storm.

 


 

© Kristiana Reed 2019

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