Naked by Danielle Martin
Naked
Danielle Martin
Naked in the truth that she is alone
she hugs herself tightly and succeeds
in creating the illusion of wellness.
Damp eyes close as jaded lips conjure up wide smiles.
Damn!
Her mind begins to do its own thing again.
Briefly, she forgets, as she floats on a magic carpet of memories, smiling, as death did not steal everything after all.
Basking in apparent nothingness, she waits.
No one knows her thoughts.
But her silence, is better left a mystery.
As she knows only too well, every beginning has an end.
More from Danielle Martin ↓
- @cosquelle.mind on Instagram
- DanielleM on Facebook
- Her book, Kissing Shadows: Caribbean Love Poems, is out now
Mentioned in this episode:
Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only
Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice. We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.
