June 17, 2022
letter to the void or god, if you're listening, I really need some help
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I need to lay in a field.
Little “g” because I’m angry.
I often wonder, if I died tonight, who would lament by my grave?
I want flowers, and to cry.
I want to cry until I am nothing but crackle,
until I am salt for the sea to swallow and spit onto the skin of my lovers next love
after I have
dissolved into nothing.
I want to cry myself buoy.
I want to cry myself open.
I want to cry myself hyacinth, gardenia, and alstroemeria.
I want to cry myself chrysanthemum, dandelion, and marigold.
I want to cry myself
Mo is a 25-year-old poet, who is an avid reader, and lover of all things art; Her passion has always been music, poetry, and the arts. Poetry is her truth. Being able to find healing through her platform as an artist is a gift she is truly thankful for. She has successfully self-published her first chapbook "BIRDSONG" which is available through Amazon.