Pathetisad
for Steph
I can still remember the day
when the paper trees we built our houses in
burned to the ground
so carefully constructed
from the lightest weight
by heavy hearts
my ruby tears
my sister in soul
on the other side of a bloody ocean
I ate my screams in silence
choking on shame
with the deepest fractured heart
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