Her shoulders stopped living near her ears.
Weight did not send her elsewhere.
She does not know how to fake that.
She watched him step closer
and did not step back—
not because she wanted more,
because she does not know how to make less.
Her heart does not speak casually.
It does not survive being opened
and told it is misunderstood.
She cannot.
s.g
xo,
Sheridan Guerrette
The Official Poetry Collection of WSS
