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SUFFICIENCY

  • Dec 3, 2025
  • 1 min read

By Crystal Marie


Forced upon my knees

to demonstrate my loyalty

My pain becomes her opiate

 

Left with dazed confusion

and the acrid aftertaste

of unwilling comprehension

 

My enduring acquiescence 

quells her perennial emptiness

with grievous brevity

 

While she carves her name beneath my skin

and tells me that she’s proud of me

 

 

 
 

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