- Alana Marzigliano
Beautiful Confinement
You blew glass
around my voice.
Whatever sound managed
to escape confinement was quickly regretted.
The threat of shattering such a delicate
moment of complacent peace,
was enough to vase me
in your flower filled arms.
A beautiful,
yet fragile cage made to rule
and ruin
my existence.
Every breath (breathed too hard)
was a risk I could not take.
I was painfully aware that shards
may fill my lungs
at any moment.