Sharon MacLeod

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Every day my heart shreds,
pain penetrating like
a dentist’s drill.
My body shudders
...

She falls against his edge,
no words,
no blood.
...

I spot her wandering in the hallway.
Her back to me, she shuffles, listing sideways.
My heart breaks every time,
the memory of her and who she is now
...

In the living room of my grandparents’ house
I play the piano,
a little girl,
hot-blooded and innocent.
...

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Listening To The News

Every day my heart shreds,
pain penetrating like
a dentist’s drill.
My body shudders
like a pond
in an earthquake.

Something keeps me
from disintegrating,
keeps me in place.
Maybe it's gravity.
Or inertia.
Or centrifugal force
that plasters me to the wall
as the floor drops away.

They say....
let your heart be torn open.
They say....
walk into the fire.
I say
do I have to?
Is this what life is?

The agony of the world sears me
and melts my edges.
Every day there is less
to hold on to.

Sometimes I take a day off
from listening to the radio.
Instead,
I float in the silence
and breathe.

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