I have a tightness in my chest.
I imagine a skinless, bony hand
much larger than human,
locked around my heart.
I own where I am—
what I did,
my healing,
and the work of repair.
Each person I impacted
heals differently—
one can’t meet my eyes,
one lets me see the kids.
This part of the journey
feels like retracing my steps
on the stone path I kicked loose—
rocks scatt…
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