By: Allison Paoli
What happened to you
You, sturdy, wide, and
Well-rooted, there
So different than, and
Set apart —
You were strong
Once
To stand and
Now you fold
Into yourself
Lengthwise, in-half
A paper-doll
Hugging itself
Vivaciously and vibrantly
But broken so
You became the Sun
Beneath a glass
Magnified, or
In a cocoon
You were
Innocent green
Evolving into
Haystack yellow
With teeth of trauma —
What happened to you
You lonesome dove, you
Perfect blade of grass
Allison is a single mom of four, living in Nashville, TN. Her work can be found in several Prolific Press publications. She is currently working on a poetry compilation that she hopes to publish later this year.
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