HOT AND COLD - THE POETRY OF A.H. SCOTT

No longer do I scream, for you have taken my voiceHolding onto this floor, as if it were my safety blanketImpression of your fist against my skin has formed several islands of painBlack and blue and brown are someYet, those that have started healing are turning a yellowish hueI'll be the perfect wifeI'll be the perfect cookI'll be the perfect f**k for youJust don't hit me againI'll be anything but your punching bag anymoreMy voice has become a smothered whisper as I promise you on this floorAs your fist unclenched, you actually rub my back and walk awayCold compress I press to my face.....
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Love and hate. Laughter and tears. Joy and fears. When a relationship unravels, silence takes the place of self-esteem. Reclaim your voice in A.H. Scott’s “Hot and Cold (Find Your Voice)”. 
“The Poetry Of A.H. Scott: Hot and Cold (Find Your Voice)”. 
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