my head throbs without remark

today, i let
something
go, become

ash. yesterday,
i could’ve over
indulged whims—

half pound box
peppermint bark,
facebook until I

blotched red
over my face.
sadness/anger

/embarrassment.
instead, i thought
pączki he brought

her what i imagine
every year. lemon,
cherry, raspberry

filling a richness
we all must desire
before the sacrifice.

i didn’t, huffed
discomfort before
mother’s eardrum.

what now? she said.
my heart is heavy, i
don’t know why. i

exasperated, watching
stripped onion fall beside
waiting mushroom, inside

heated pan. you see, what
i would like to give up—
my innate looking down

upon my own worth.
i have to tell myself
truth, mind, heart &

soul argue believe

grey skies cast

shadow over blue—

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One thought on “my head throbs without remark

  1. Perfect . I guess one does not wish one a happy Ash Wednesday , however, #happyashwednesday 🙂 and I have a beignet and cafe au lait hangover headache:); thanks for writing, now I understand a bit of my funk today; it is Lent-induced

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