Hearing Voices, Photography, Poetry


bitter orifice
etched in muted face

hurling judgment
angry blows
words slamming

a small babe
destroying her essence

“no good dirty bitch
blighted speck of excrement”

I now see the wormwood
it was rotting your veins
oozing through your pores
blackening your deceptive smile


soft voices draped over
my cowering body
took me
away from your craziness
your insanity

kept me safe


(photo ~ wilowispaperio, 2015)


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