by LaDonna Witmer

Tell me where it hurts.

Tell me how they hit you
where it counts.

Tell me how you saw it coming
for years, for miles
but still rocked back
still reeled in shock.

Tell me how you wish your tears were acid.

Tell me how they’d hiss and crater
when they splashed the ground.

Tell me how you’d cry forever
if tears would burn this whole thing down

Tell me how the flames spark and flicker
on the raw red backs of eyelids. Tell me
how they haunt you like a premonition.

Like a memory.

Tell me when it’s time to call the corners. …


LaDonna Witmer Willems

Reader. Writer. Hangnail biter.

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