Published: 09 Apr 2020 › Updated: 09 Apr 2020
The Weight
My heart is a kettlebell
thirty-five pounds in the walls
rib cage opening like wings
I descend into a curl
fetal memories, earthside day
air on my face, fire in my lungs
as I learn to breathe again.
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