First, I was twenty-five with no sleep ( )
& my body said feel this And I didn’t
want to ( ) then It turned into a constant & ( )
burned to be felt I couldn’t harden
away from it couldn’t ease ( )
or sleep or not-feel my way away because it was myself &
what my child could see ( ) & what I was watching
Originally published in CURA, Issue 14. Copyright © 2014 by Khadijah Queen. Used with the permission of the author.