An Unintentional Gift

An Unintentional Gift

24 hours after you left

my glands began to swell

in a line traced by fingers

my throat was his page

pressed like a vice in anger

5 days later I feel the imprint of words

still waiting for release. Your stitches

triggered memories of suffocation

a girl trapped inside truth

unspoken becomes an unstoppable



About Alethea Kehas

I am the author of the memoir A Girl Named Truth, and the owner of Inner Truth Healing.
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