Cleansing? This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

May 8, 2010
Enveloped in a thick steam,
I sit in a pool of
hot, dirty water.
Beads of sweat roll down my neck and forehead.
I try to focus
only on breathing.
inhale, exhale. inhale, exhale.
On keeping my heavy head
above the water.

I have scrubbed you away
with a scratchy sponge and
cheap, girly soap – “hope” scented.
And now, I am Alone,
Naked, Raw, and Bleeding.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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jayde_butterfly said...
Feb. 10, 2012 at 7:53 am
I loved it! I think it means that your washing away something or someone from your life.... I just loved this poem very much....!
 
S M Wells said...
Oct. 14, 2010 at 8:59 pm
Your poem made me laugh. Even though I knew it was not ment to be funny. I hardly know what to make of it. But I'l say this much, I kept thinking about it till I had it memorised.
 
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