JoAnn Moore and MM Panas

MM Panas
22

Mixed media on paper
Inspiration piece

I Never Told Anyone
By JoAnn Moore

Response

I once wept uncontrollably
…………after hitting a butterfly;
…………and like a cliché,
…………danced on your grave
…………when I heard you died.
…………(I removed the flowers
…………from that tree, too.)

That my first love
…………was words, and I love them
…………more than my children;
…………how I have failed—
…………repeatedly— at addiction;
…………I could kill
…………if I would be thin.

How I have grown
…………to hate little,
…………except snakes, the morning alarm,
…………winter cold, my childhood
…………mother, duty, my meanness
…………and those who sacrifice
…………a part of themselves for another.

How I prefer animals to people
…………and still,
…………I lied; said my Stella was sick—
…………to delay paying a bill
…………and suddenly she was
…………dying with no amount able to save her.

Now love terrifies me
…………or that, actually,
I am unloveable.

How I remain
…………a multi-layered collage,
…………unsure of what lies beneath.

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