In order to watch the dust puff up
As your footfall took you away.
In affranchisement of beloveds,
Releasing damaging ownership,
Is letting go confining outcomes.
Never did I mean to enslave. Rather,
You clung like bubblegum requiring
Scraping, ice cubes, other surgeries.
Stitching, yoking, enthralling’s
The stuff of mixed-up partnering.
I’m about liberation, unfettering.
All the same, only jagged words,
Chilled hugs, groupings of sorrow
Unshackled your elect possession.
These days, I think on past events,
Question ever talking again among
People, fear repeating our rapport.
In the end, I determined vending
Seized my dependence, realized
Proprietorship thieved my power.
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KJ Hannah Greenberg captures the world in words and images. Her latest photography portfolio is 20/20: KJ Hannah Greenberg Eye on Israel. Her most recent poetry collection is Mothers Ought to Utter Only Niceties (Unbound CONTENT, 2017). Her most recent fiction collection is the omnibus, Concatenation (Bards & Sages Publishing, 2018).
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