Letter 1
Dear Sam,
Letter 1
Dear Sam,
Was
Water was
I
flowed
Adrift
Fluidity was mine
I
morphed
Protean
Box loathed
I
Defied
Resistance
Transgression was mine
I
Breached
Insubordination
Is
River am
I
Flowed
Purposeful
Stability is mine
I
Morphed
Certain
Cradle craves
I
Defied
Prudent
Compliance is mine
I
Breached
Considerate
Because
Cause is you
Concealed was you
Kindness, you’re not being kind, for
if you were,
I’d never been sitting here with hope, for
Her.
The one with sparkles in her eyes and
moistened lips when
branched out sights the alluring teeth
the one when opens her hair puts me
defenseless
Her.
Whose smile
casts off my troubled thoughts
who when listens
feel at one with the speaker
who when speaks
comes together with the listener
She.
She petrifies you
with her spell
stay away from her for
she is obsessional and
inescapable
You.
I am none without you for
you are my reality
I live in you for
I am you, female kindness.
I construct my own past. There’s no truth in it. Though I write about the life I lived I write as an outsider of my own body. Memories are ...