Silence (One-Lined Poems)
A Collaborative Effort with Kate Comstock
I love one-lined poems more than I love cheesecake. ©Kate Comstock
The day that I lost my mind, you had me silenced — said that the thoughts of a crazy woman did not matter.
But I am stubborn — you knew this, so you snapped my back into two pieces, stealing the breath from me.
In my mind, I could overcome — but the struggle of you turned into a battle that I am losing.
Intimacy pulls and pushes on the silent conversation between our eyes.
Your curious hands on my unconsenting body are loud — I am silent.
The room collectively agrees in silent nods and a decision is made.
I don’t know how to interact with people, so I watch them interact, silently intrigued.
It is the pull from you that shakes my soul loose — causing me to bite my lips uncontrollably.
Let’s not stay here in an unsafe space, let’s move to where our voices will be heard — far away from the silence.