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A/N The lack of punctuation and capitalization is intentional. I think without the punctuation, the poem a swift flow. Opinions greatly appreciated as always! 
I
hush, cry your bitter life here
within these safe confines
where the walls are made of clay
and you can mold them into the pictures of
the storm clouds chasing your shoulders.
II
shatter a mirror into shards and
grin as it cuts open wounds and rivers of
blood and tears and spit and grime--
you are human--that’s what you’re
made of.
III
there she inscribed
carved into the milk paper
her blood and flesh.
it runs in these small
linear rushed strokes.
