Maybe –
My love
Will impact
When I have gone.

You – left.
over your shoulder – Always –
Me – No longer there.

Your head twists
neck cricks – swift
swell of skin
and mouth ajar:


That – the gift
of me leaving.
Will allow you
To love.

Published by Stella McHugh

Survivor of so many things that happens to women and girls.

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