I Was Born To A Gray World

I was born to a gray world.
Void of sunlight.
Barricaded by ice.
Hunters have come for me. I watched them
gobble up
sisters, a brother,
and the woman who birthed me.

I stayed, under rocks, under dirt,
for sixteen years. I washed myself
in sin,
couldn’t come clean.
Stained with nights that smothered me
in the devils
chest hairs.

My hair grew to the length of
a woman. Sweeping me
out from
the dirt, standing me on
one foot,
then two.

Then, my breasts grew,
not much larger,
but wiser!

For some time, I lived out
Screaming in sleep.
Silent during the dull day.
Grinding coffee beans
with quiet grips of rage.

I sliced each strand of woman from
my head,
became a man. I cut tears out of my arms
till I forgot how to
smashed my head heavy till
I forgot
everything else…

except that the world is gray.

My hair has grown back out
to the size of a woman
and my breasts haven’t grown
anything but heavy,
in a heavy body,
in a heavy gray body.

17 thoughts on “I Was Born To A Gray World

    • Thank you for asking! That is very kind of you. I am definitely ok. Had a rough life. Lots of it. If I don’t write, I’ll lose my mind. But I am definitely ok! 🙂

      • Well, I won’t say anything else but that your poems are strong, serious and filled with pain…I’ve been in that place, so if you need someone to talk to, I am a good listener and very intuitive. IM me. or otherwise.

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  2. This poem is full of painful feelings and thoughts that many can relate to. Thank you for writing such a piece…it reminds us of the harsh reality and the “gray world” we live in.

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