The Blast

You – laid on the ground
wound gaping
and bloodied –
dark black
shattered and

You – oblivious.
No thought
Been with you so long
it’s unrecognisable.

No one noticed
til I came along.
Pointed with
my finger –
while you sat
on a park
bench, arm rested
along the back.

Your disbelief –
like your head is
severed from your neck .
That my eyes
caused the cavernous
black bloodied hole.

‘Everyone else…
never sees it.’

I refuse.

Published by Stella McHugh

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

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