Poetry · Writing

Relief Blanket

Stood stall

when everyone told her

to sit.

Shrugs the blanket

of relief in her hunt

for solitude.

Wasted stitches

in a feeble attempt

to calm the fight.

Peace for the next

so she can burn

this relief blanket

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