Air

feeling like it’s worth it has gotten harder

each of my lines feels muddled



      love is sacrifice

 my father says

                               my father loved a woman who hit him and his children



i recognize that i can find a love that i deserve

                              it exists outside of you,

  elsewhere in the world 



i feel such a deep grief for us,

    for what we’ve become together 

         i want it to live

              i want to help it breathe



       my lungs are swollen and bruised
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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