Ruins.

I disappear.

The first time was at Dansoman, when I was ten

Awkward teeth and eerily quiet

They had a small ceremony & they nicknamed my body,

It is no longer mine.

I disappear

Second time I was fifteen with the boy behind the wall

bold red fire running barefoot in my veins-from watching a telenovela

Rehearsing different ways to say, “I love you”

You formed a hundred kisses & told your friends<<<<<<

I disappear

-At nineteen

But here, I go with my fears.

Teasing winds whispering regrets along the way

We will just say we did it wrong and try again.

At thirty

I will disappear

After I’ve grown enough hearts for others to break them.

We are together

What I mean is everywhere else is ruined. & we are only scared of being alone.

Published by Yvery Anthony

Yvery Rosemary Anthony is what earthlings call me. I breathe Ghana. Everything is between me and the secrets behind my work.

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