birds eye (in response to radiance)

radiance, response

~

So then- you saw me get short with my son.

You observed as I sighed deeply and

drew more enjoyment from my break than

I “should” have.

You listened as I barked harsh words of disgust

in my frustration

and subsequently sought solitude in

the mallards necking.

Radiance was your sun

warming the sinister fragments of my heart-

shrapnel force.

As I cupped my mug with meager hands, I squeezed as

though to discharge building

bitterness. Mimi-

cry.

Birds eye view, I suppose.


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