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 © Ava Siomou | Year Posted 2023
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