Stake Through My Heart

Photo by Mara Ket on Unsplash

I know it’s my heart
but why not just jab
a stake through it
end this bout once and for all?
These pinpricks
crimson tears
slowly bleeding out
weeping
beaded droplets
anemic trickling
d
o
w
n
tickling my skin
tacky and marred.
That uppercut to my gut
did you mean
to graze my soul
with that arctic text
veiled in your lollipop façade-
Yes, I had a date

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I pen poetry about love and loss, what I observe and experience — I write about hope. My writing has been described as resiliently defiant.

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Ann Marie Steele

Ann Marie Steele

I pen poetry about love and loss, what I observe and experience — I write about hope. My writing has been described as resiliently defiant.