Grandmother willow
gone to dust...
my grandmother i miss you
women so wise
women like me.
are you the reason i’m breaking free...
 
My clear quartz arrow head was wire wrapped to my chain.
He gave me it, i guess i used it to claim me...
that i was his and no one elses.
And today i’m finally pushing through,
pushing past ever loving you....
And while i undressed,
 
the arrow was gone
 
Just like you went with the rising of this mornings sun.

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