- Hannah Flowers
ignoring all of my friends
such an easy hole to fall in
my giving nature is treasure
to such a humble beggar
when i keep some of myself
to myself, i get greedy
forget my table manners
do not cherish, but indulge
and i swallow all of me, whole.
there wasn’t much left—
my body was full of holes
bits and pieces cut out
given away, forgotten about
hoping to be filled by someone
like me, or something else
no, my wounds just festered
and so i cut the tether.
once broken, forever severed.