When you bleed

do you bleed in the summer,

early morning, on wet grass?

Or just because the door is open,

do you close it and walk up a steep hill?


When you are walled in, is it prejudice

or wisdom, packing you tight, with no

left-over spaces to stretch?


Each day comes like a sword, living is charged

with complexities that must be cut through –

amputated calcifications to reach the fleshy core.


I thought we could sail straight through the waters

but you, lover of chaos, called in the mad waves

and rode them gleefully to any shore.

I can only catch up,

follow and accept your choices.

I can only ask myself –

what fresh boundary must I break through?

What deep-set morality must I re-think?


For love, for you,

to keep us true, connected.




Copyright © 2020 by Allison Grayhurst



First published in “Raven Cage Zine” August 2020

Issue 48

RavenCageZine48- August 2020



Published in “The Academy of The Heart and Mind” October 2020

.Published in “The Academy of The Heart and Mind” October 2020


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