Birth my pain into a ball,The very inner red of me,Laid out on table,My creation,My death,My,Words,Pittar patter,Like the blood that bleeds,My heart, a swollen papaya,Forgiveness my curse and gift,Lies weaved through bodies,The silence embodying the wind,Wrapped around the threads that paint this brown skin,Burnt, Cut ties from me,Dug my grave without telling me,Left with no […]