Water Bearer

Letting it all out

Photo by Julia Zolotova on Unsplash

i want to have the control of my body
needed to skillfully drain water
out from each of my veins,
from all of my systems,
up into my eyes
so I can pour out
every ounce of sadness within me,
as if from a pitcher,
onto the ground,
until I’m all dried up and shriveled like a prune —
(better a desert than an ocean),
all the while holding my dog
in the grass of my parents’ backyard,
so I’m releasing while connected
to a life, a soul
that supports, values, and loves me.

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