Poems from Sylvia Davis Mar
I don't want to remain hidden
but I also don't want to "be seen".
A discovery.
I guess it's been this way since I can remember.
May this be...
departing. the unparting.
if parts become a whole,
when parted, a departure returns you back to self.
the whole we both began as before
us...
it’s said that we release our emotional blockages in fluid form.
sweat, tears.
salt water.
i’d cry myself to sleep night after night.
my...
barely a woman at all, at 14
i began a search for love. to prove to myself that
i could be loved.
i began a search for a feeling. to...
Our sensations grew senseless
When we agreed to be sentient
Sacrificing our sensitivity
To suffer for greed.