Shallow Breathes

By Sarah Brownstein

Hearts beating 

slow and steady 

tongues tasting 

the candied flowers 


pouring down 

down to the balls of the feet and past 

into the dirt 

waiting for us to fall asleep and 

screaming for your mother to come 

only to suffocate 

and wake up 

intertwined with your enemy

your lover

your lustful abuser


unseen to the naked eye 

but present in the body and soul 

your power draining 

with every tear you shed.

About the Author

Sarah Brownstein is an author based in an ever-evolving world.

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