by Maeva Wunn
I don't know how to relate -
you slice your hand
I pull out a rib
you stare and stammer
I burn to ash.
Let me turn to powder
and sift with wind
unjudged unburdened
at last.
Maeva Wunn is a bi-sexual non-binary neurodivergent writer of poetry and prose, crafter, history buff, and music enthusiast living with chronic illnesses. They currently reside in Iowa with their spouse and cats.
The can be found online:
Kofi - https://ko-fi.com/maevawunn
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