

Francis popped up for a visit. Annie was not opposed to having a little fun, but she just didn’t want it to be at her expense or the expense of others, especially with Francis around.
Francis: “Where can I put my things?”
Annie: “In the guest bedroom.”
The air between them settled into the night, inviting in the corruption of the day. Annie felt herself suffocating from Francis’ presence. His breathing drove her insane.
Francis: “You gotta light?”
Annie: “You know I don’t smoke.”
Francis: “Oh, yeah. Sucks to be you.”
Annie closed her eyes and counted to ten.
bury your feelings
behind a dilapidated building
and pray the rats
don’t die from
the poison being fed to them
or, forget you’ve had
a crush when that crush
ain’t crushing on you
and you know they
never will
and pick your heart up
off the floor, scrape it
clean,
someone else is waiting
in line to break it
from his mouth comes
words that pummel
and prick,
calls you, “really good friend”
and you shrivel into
your body, disappearing for days.
you know your lane.
you stay in it.
they handpick the pretty girls
with taut breasts, full lips,
and better vision.
you tell yourself it is
your career choice,
your pregnant opinions
on life, love, and money.
you look in the mirror
and see the opposite of allure.
in your belly, you carry his words,
pressed into your back, kneeing
your bladder.
you convince yourself that it
is a loss on his part,
but deep down, you know
you are not the lover
he seeks, just the friend
who changed with him
for two decades, but
loyalty does not
open any doors.
so you fade into darkness
from the words you have heard,
from his space
and he wonders
why you are cut in half,
drained of love,
running away from
him.
“Highly sensitive people are too often perceived as weaklings or damaged goods. To feel intensely is not a symptom of weakness, it is the trademark of the truly alive and compassionate. It is not the empath who is broken, it is society that has become dysfunctional and emotionally disabled. There is no shame in expressing your authentic feelings. Those who are at times described as being a ‘hot mess’ or having ‘too many issues’ are the very fabric of what keeps the dream alive for a more caring, humane world. Never be ashamed to let your tears shine a light in this world.”
― Anthon St. Maarten
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