Stitching Heart

(photo, author’s collection)


I stitch this worn heart

With a fine fiery-flame floss

Cauterize old wound

That reopens, suppurates

When poison mem’ries surface—

Biding my brief Time

Toxins will take me one day

Burn up bad-sad dreams

Cruelties blood recollects

Lord God, vindicate Your child

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

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