Stairway – poem (#25)


i froze her name in salt water

like the icy tears she left behind

i buried her image in ash and sand

like what she did to my heart when it shattered and burned

i let the wind take her

let her be, let her go

but still can’t quit her

she’s anchored in my soul

bloody crescents and scars

been holding on too tight

seeking refuge in the stars

the brightness overwhelms me

let her be, let her go

for my freedom, what price?



Sumayyah Talibah © 25 April 2017


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