I read the content of her heart
on her skin.
her back was a wise volume
we had to complete
living as strangers. – (stranger sting)
Hurling words he never meant
Quoting texts he never sent.
Kisses that never happened
And yet now, forever saddened
She’s turned her back already
Her back aches with mixed emotions
On her back she raised nations
With her back she washed and farmed
On her back she lost her dignity to avoid being harmed
Behind her back we all failed her.