Nov 11, 2022
blank canvas
you are not sullied
you are not spoiled
you are not a fraction of who you were
before all the mess
before all the mistakes
they handed you
a sheet of paper,
tore it as a metaphor
gave a piece to each romantic partner
until you were left
with only a sliver
they said that's all you would be
if you gave yourself away
listen, daughter
to my voice--
shame is not my method of teaching
my instruction comes through redemption,
healing and grace
I did not just restore you
I redeemed you.
I have made you new.
You are washed clean, child.
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what You said to me
in my shame over my past,
my dirty choices--
where I felt embarrassed, ashamed, disgusting
You wipe me clean.
You love a blank canvas.
-k