I.Escaping scars as the years slowly tick byis inevitable. Banging into walls, the bruises and blisters of liferun like a roadmap. Trophies awarded for fortitude,for qualifying for life,for finishing the race. They are the markof a well-lived life. II.What, then, about invisible scars?Escaping detection in a mirror’s reflection,they lurk in deep crevices. Peeking out just…

Empty chocolate wrappersstrewn across the unmade bedlike spent shells from a smoking gun.Sweet ammunition rests heavy in her belly,A failed salveon festering wounds,her growing girth bears witnessto the shattered glass of her past.A daughter’s fulfillment, a mother’s glee. Featured Download: If you would like a resource to help you write poetry like this, CLICK HERE.

The sly whisper from mother to daughteron her wedding day still echoes in her ears,“Don’t blow up.” A smile creeps across her face, knowing her arrowhas hit its mark. The wound lies festeringin the daughter- a broken arrow    never       to be pulled           from her heart. Featured Download: If you would like a…

that familiar medicinal smellinstantly reminds her of hospitalsand bracing for a shot methodically, she douses cotton ballsand swabs the swollen lobesof newly pierced ears   crimson          angrythe reflection in the mirrornot what she bargained for disappointment and regretyou are the unwelcome gifts on her twelfth birthdaya first in a long line of lessons Featured Download: If…

Working is unfulfilling.Romantic love between an aunt and her nephew is beautiful.My worth lies in the number on a scale.Looks are more important than brains.Taking prescription pain medication every day is normal.What can I do to help?Things are more important than people. If you repeat a story enough times, people will believe it, even if…