At a Crossroads

Stefon Napier
Jul 30, 2017 · 1 min read

Where was I before you found me,

a lonely being besieged by the bitter dark

in the world and the calamities I stirred for

myself so much that I began to love my bones

and the way they bound me to the flesh of the

earth with the weight of sin across multitudes.

I measured the pain of my experience against the

thorns that pierced your head and tried to make

mine greater instead of letting your sacrifice inherit

my struggles because it had taken years for me to build

a luminous shroud. I figured that there was no room to

speak of anything, though you always wanted for me, more.

I pass underneath the stars that you created, and across the

fields, you sowed together. It has been a hard road but now

I think I understand. To give it all away is rid myself of weight

I could never carry.

To give myself to you is to leave the bitterness

of my bones behind.

Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

Stefon Napier

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Writer, Poet. Illinois.

Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

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