Stills from an abstract video I created. The video explores the process of recovering from emotional abuse through visual metaphors and my poem picked pieces.
Picked Pieces
Buried deep under layers;
A sort of costume,
A fake smile,
Or a women shaped casket.
Bending and breaking bones,
To fit.
Picking off parts,
Desperate,
Trying to fit,
Parts that can’t be picked.
Like, the last pair of shoes,
In a bursting suitcase.
But the suitcase,
Always gets smaller.
I won’t fit.
Uncovered,
Yet still decapitated,
Still searching for pieces,
I may never find.