raw

i can slaughter the girl i once was, but i must learn how to love the woman i have become. i can eat my decomposing body, to feed my new one. pick apart all the rotten things about me, separate them from my beauty. i can dissect and collect everything about the innocent girl i once was. but all that knowledge will never heal me. all that flesh will never feed me. all that beauty will never satisfy me.

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Josefina Costales

Date: 2/19/2024 2:30:00 PM

This feels so sad, as if nothing even beauty can satisfy. The title "raw" even suits the mood. Cleverly woven too.

Triny Xiang

Date: 2/17/2024 11:01:00 AM

Your poem is definitely raw. As you write we must all love the person we're becoming. Sprinkle oregano, salt and pepper to make eating yourself go down more easily. I hope someday you find satiation.

Paul Bell

Date: 2/10/2024 2:59:00 AM

A lot of self loathing going on here. Sometimes you've just got to admit your failures and work on your positives. Or you could just be like me, and decide everyone else is a prat.