clean (first post and idk what to title it !)

Poem

wet shirt on the radiator

how many times can i use the excuse

i dropped my top in the shower

before my mother catches on

that her baby cannot see her naked body in the light of day again when

his touch left traces i cannot unsee

i feel his mouth on me

and when the water pours

i cling to the fabric

it is my armour

.

divided and conquered

i curl

my fingers into fists and stare at the wall

fight the nausea off and scrub my body clean

when will she be pristine again

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Posted Jun 8, 2022, 2:07 AM UTC · edited

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