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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 21, 2018

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Submitted: July 21, 2018



(After Heather Christie)


Last week I broke my jaw
clenched it so hard the bone snapped

and the back of my mouth turned jagged and red
every time I spoke—so I didn’t speak

and I went to the hospital
so I could let them wire my bones back into working order

and it wasn’t until after the x-ray
when I was back in the waiting room

that I remembered it was never broken at all
this is just how I live now

perhaps I have grown weary of holding this weight
so the loneliness has filled my bones instead

and I bit down on my own silence
so hard that it made its way into my jaw

and maybe—maybe this will not change
and I will simply grow used to swallowing sound

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