Hello, Everyone!
Every Tuesday I will post something related to my #WIP, which I’ve named Porcelain. What’s posted could be a poem, song, mood board, tidbit, a line of dialogue, whatever pops into my head. I hope you enjoy what’s posted.
This Tuesday, I’ve included a poem in the mindset of Kyra, my MC, who’s battling normalcy with the arrival of someone determined to disrupt her new life.
Doctor’s Orders
On that rainy afternoon,
you promised forever
while writing my prescription
for the pain
you intended to dictate.
You cupped my face
and uttered sweet nothings
that lead to somethings not worth whispering in outside spaces.
She’d never understand.
She’ll send me away.
Modern-day Hamlet and Ophelia.
Like my namesake,
I drowned in a river created by the rush of water
long discovered to be tears
fallen for the powerful seeking to taunt the powerless.
I could not say no
when you said yes.
Gilded cages knew no lock.
Yet, you held the key
to happiness and peace
you shunned to the juvenile detention center
of which I sit in my thirties.
Let me go.
Let me go.
Let
me
go.
BRILLIANT
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