i am gone
here but not
there but not
in out
out in
floating, gone again
i am dissociation
i am
pelt of shame
a foreign heart
i am come apart
i am
And then him/he saw
how my body keeps the score
busted breath
heart not mine
bones maligned
he saw me
And out of my seeping sinews wept
an aching, petrified trust, crept
I am bare
More afraid of this than before
Who am I without shame’s pinafore?
I am woman
near fully broke
unseen, unloved, untethered, unspoke
Out from discarded things, I come
a slither of trust tap taps my drum
I am broken, beat from war
I am all the Hers that went before
I am standing, spine bent, bones sheer
I am standing, I am standing here
I am (broken)Woman
I am
