November Poem by Heidi Brooks
November
staring down at my feet in the shower,
i am transfixed.
i think of november,
of the curves of my calves
and i wonder if that's why
i saw comfort in his arms
but nowhere is safe
i beg my eyes to stay open
and my legs to stay closed.
this wretched vessel.
i can scrub the outside raw
but the inside will never be clean
Thursday, October 14, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: rape,sex
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems By Heidi Brooks
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/9/2024 5:54:01 AM # 1.0.0.1119
