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Poetry by Leanne Rebecca Ortbals

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Jawbreaker

Posted on January 14, 2015January 14, 2015 by SHE'S IN PRISON

Jawbreaker  I caught my mistakes in my throat, choked on the acidity of sour reality staining my tongue.   My lips tinged purple as if I’d eaten a grape Popsicle the blue of not breathing, suffocating as time and energy blocked my airway as if a Jawbreaker had lodged there and I couldn’t cough it up.  My neck cramped and I waited for the sugar to dissolve, the lump to melt as I tasted all the flavors of my choices.   I swallow now with freedom as intoxicating as  spring air, but the scar’s still there, a scratch caught in my throat, the mistakes etched in the memory of my breath.

I sat here in front of my computer for a solid ten minutes, staring at the screen, trying to think of something to write here. Maybe it’s more profound that I couldn’t think of a single thing.

Have a splendid Wednesday!

–Leanne Rebecca

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Let Go

Posted on October 7, 2014October 7, 2014 by SHE'S IN PRISON

Let Go   I want him to squeeze me to the brim of can’t breathe, trapped beneath his muscles, saddled to his chest, counting his heartbeats.   I remember how we fit, connected in embrace, synced in sentiment. Hold me and never let me go.   I ache for the sensation, a single hug, a hunger settled in my tissues, a dull throb, a fever, a headache emanating from my neck and melting through the entirety of my body.   He sits in my memory with a smirk, a smugness of dominance, distracting, waiting, not calling, holding me, his arms existentially holding me.   Let go.

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That was my Monday. Bring it, Tuesday.

–Leanne Rebecca

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Vicissitude

Vicissitude

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