p r o f u s i o n
Breasts swole up bursting with milk for
a baby that would never eat
Nurse said there was a pill that
would dry up the ducts
Refused it but
Asked for one that would soak
up the flood in the heart
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Oof, that ending hits so well. Great poem!
Oh damn. This one is a heartbreaker, a world of pain packed into so few words. You excel at this!!
I feel this poem deeply.
So much emotion packed into such a small amount of description. I love it.
Devastating and beautiful.
This poem says it all.
Strong and beautiful! (I miss the punctuation in the title tho!)
I tried but the system kept tossing me out today, so i gave up.
Great poem. Just realized all your poem titles this month end in “ion” – if you can do that for a full month, hat’s off to you!
yes, i am trying to challenge myself with that. we shall see what happens!
Ohh…captures a pain only some know personally, but your poem lets the rest of us in. Keep writing! (I think each day, I can’t do this, but then comes the poem!)
Punch in the gut kind of poem. The intensity of emotion is palpable.