East Fork:

A Journal of the Arts​​

Shawnee Kuper

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Toxic Spill

I was for you
You were never for me
I did everything
You left me crying and empty-chested
I am empty
Then came a burst of air
You disappeared and I was filled
To the rim with hope
I have hope
I pick myself up
And become strong enough to fight
Your toxicity away
You will no longer melt me from inside out
I am strong