Free Verse Poetry

Grief lashes

like a whip

with daggers
of bone shards

tethered to
its ends

each flash
opens flesh

pink and bloody
and ready

to turn into scars.

I write poetry, personal narratives and short stories. I'm always open to reaching and connecting with new readers, so leave me a comment or question. Let's start a dialogue! Don't forget to follow me here and on Twitter, Instagram and TikTok! (@exisflor is my handle for all three sites)

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