The Weight
My heart is a kettlebell
thirty-five pounds in the walls
rib cage opening like wings
I descend into a curl
fetal memories, earthside day
air on my face, fire in my lungs
as I learn to breathe again.
My heart is a kettlebell
thirty-five pounds in the walls
rib cage opening like wings
I descend into a curl
fetal memories, earthside day
air on my face, fire in my lungs
as I learn to breathe again.
STOPThis nearly made me gasp. I've been feeling so... Heart heavy today and i didn't know how to explain it. This is right on.
This is beautiful and heavy and hard. Thank you for sharing.