Kindra M. Austin – Well trained
And these are the days I need to scream;
the sound, a miscarriage at the top of my throat.
So I swallow the rotten, add to the echoes in my stomach.
I am bloated. I am bleeding to death from inside out. I drink blood
thinners to speed up the process. Such a long process, you would know.
You trained me well.
© 2019 Kindra M. Austin