Loss – By Rosa Meronek

Hot tears burn trails down my cheeks,

Branding my skin with the loss.

My knees pull up to my chest, legs numb.

The shower tile freezes my back.

The water ran cold long ago.

My hands press against my abdomen.

Choked sobs rip through my throat.

My empty womb cries out in abandon.

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