(Galatea)
a sculptor carved a woman out of stone
I want
(to be free from)
my love, I
(do not want to)
need him
she carved herself a new heart
I am afraid
that if I lose
(the part of me that is)
my love, that
(when I look into the mirror,
when I look into myself)
nothing will remain
out of something less like stone
without him
(and his plans for me)
I will not know the way
(without someone to tell me how and who to be)
I will not be the same.
and more like stars
Marcella is a writer, dancer, and Nutella fanatic. She can be found in Boston and at marcellaphaddad.wordpress.com.
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