The world is smaller than l remember
Darker
Colder
My body contains the remnants of cigarettes,
Cheap wine
Sex
I fold myself into flower, origami style
Scars become memories
Memories drifting like storm clouds
The rain washing the dirt away
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
The world is smaller than l remember
Darker
Colder
My body contains the remnants of cigarettes,
Cheap wine
Sex
I fold myself into flower, origami style
Scars become memories
Memories drifting like storm clouds
The rain washing the dirt away
Lovely imagery, sparse and evocative writing.
I really like ‘fold myself into flower’ – such an unexpected turn of phrase, as usually one writes of flowers UNfolding. Powerful final three lines.
Thank you!
I also really love your line “I fold myself into flower.” Such a powerful image of resilience, of thriving after harm.
Thank you!
The imagery here is top notch. The unexpected lines too. Nice work.