Who she loves is you up, in the morning so early, you making the coffee you bringing her cup you resting on your chest, long ago, those babies, who looked like you, you, swimming in the ocean candidly delighted and talking about, talking about the gloves you found, you putting on pants, a shirt, a […]
The Call of the Child by Kim Valzania
The child calls, sweetly, softly let’s go, please, I’m asking quietly the woman shaking her head, says no, I must finish. The child calls, yearning, longing let’s play, I have something important to show you, and I have something important to say the woman, furrowed brow replies no, not today. The child calls, isn’t it […]
I Found A Letter From A Lady by Kim Valzania
I went out looking for myself, and this is what I found A heaping, hot mess of abuse, not entirely unsound Some given, some received Some conjured, some perceived Copious judgment, hoarded stores of pain Senseless actions and wounding words – Seeping, weeping, insecurity remained Compulsion, revulsion, Binge and expulsion Five bloody knives from flesh cut […]