It begins with a fracture
A crack in the sidewalk
Fragments of broken glass
A slow, deliberate tearing
Ribcage expanding with breath

Hands clasped
Teeth clenched
A twist of the hips
A softening in the eyes
A splitting
An empty space

Open like roots digging
Leaves rising
Exposed, unsure
Petals open like mouths
Blood runs slow
Pupils grow wide

Reaching inside
Handing out parts of you
Carefully wrapped
A banner of thoughts
A flag of untold stories
raised high.
Some sort of public sacrifice

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