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empathy for victims of 'the word unsaid'. But some are not simply victims, they are participants in the 'act unsaid.'

Nice poem, thanks.

Except for the final strophe, it feels a bit jagged — deliberately, I suspect. This pulls into focus the feelings being discussed and in that final strophe, can feel the strength and healing coming together.

This poem was mentioned in Wednesday's New Poems Reviews.

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and especially loved these lines:

til one soft self left me

in a flood of who i'd been

and with that came its baby tears

wept and watered

i grew

keep writing...it's cathartic. Julia :)