Honestly - A guest blog/poem by Laura May

Nobody wants the truth.
Just picture
the look on their faces if I declared,
bold as brass,
that I did this to myself.

Yes, honestly,
I made these incisions,
Up and down
My own tender arm,
It is a ladder,
to my truth.

Imagine, imagine,
The gasp in their mouths,
Should I confess
that only I
am responsible
for this criss-crossing map.

Honestly, the truth
is a dagger, a shaft,
it will slice deeper
than you want it to,
I promise,

You don’t want it, my loves.

Laura May
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