This comes from some traumatic discussions on Twitter

FRAGMENTS

I sometimes think I am my sisters’ ghost
wings out of limbo undead since unborn
we jigsaw pieces out of half lives torn
the edges fit to join. I think I’m most

of a real person. If I tell the tale
over and over I will get it right.
And sometimes cry a small child in the night
must get the puzzle done. I will not fail

Lovers watch over me. Find bits of sky
fragments of carousel. Take them aside
and link them up. In gratitude I’ve cried
whole buckets. These solutions that we try

in every trial these are our best defense
optative mood and future perfect tense.

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About rozkaveney

Middleaged, trans, novelist, poet, activist
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One Response to This comes from some traumatic discussions on Twitter

  1. jackfirecat says:

    Wonderful, lovely, if I may say so. (I had to look up ‘optative’). Well done and please please carry on.

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