Poem by Liana Cass
aphasia unwelcome soft molding words back broken tongues wretched songs unborn loss most remembered is never well found rage wrecked wood rot- better love now unbound break off my hands let them fall to the floor shuddering palms on the wood streams of blood take their form falling to my knees splash dark rivers black lungs bellow their last arid shivers jackets worn through stagnant smelling blood ignore my old corpse the worst has begun. where are you when you need me? when will i be what you want? bloodless limbs in perfect placement beg the ground am i enough for you now?
Liana is a college student in Boulder, Colorado, who’s been writing for the last two years. The poems shared explore the themes of love, loss, death, differences, and mental health issues. They hope to help bring much healing and comfort to others as it brings to them through the prose written.
