Rapidly fired at the head, the soul, the heart
Each hitting its mark
Penetrating deep and deeper until they explode, sending fragments throughout the being
Leaving their target to bleed out… or bleed in… or simply scar over in preparation for the next battle, when it will arrive less whole, but stronger, less fearful, but deeply wounded
After battle upon battle upon battle, though painful still, the words have lost their power
The head and soul and heart come armored
Ready
Not to fight, but to stand, to take back, to forge on, to live out
Tori Burris Inkley
July 2022
Tori Dreamer 
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