Isolation

single, solitary ordinary

extrordinary pain

teardrops

fall into pools of grace

cleansing

purifying the soul

a gaping hollow

black, swirling

an open wound

drawing the infectious

waste of emotion

that washes over her.

by Kat Marsden

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