Blood Into Ink #MeToo Writing Contest First Place: Kristiana Reed/Window and Walls

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The rubble lies before her,

prostrate and submissive,

chalky remains of her defences,

soft rock and twenty-year old bricks.

This was her fortress,

her safe place and prison,

over the years the lines had blurred,

no longer sure if these walls were built

to ward people off

or keep people in.


Now, she stood in a dust cloud,

crumbling air settling thickly

into every pore and in her lungs,

swaddling her in a blanket of vulnerability,

left naked as the centre of attention,

a yellow bulb lighting every flaw

she had smoothed over with the plaster

piled around her feet.


The question which usually went to voicemail

hung, immovable before her eyes;

Do we rebuild?

It came from voices of versions

of herself – stubborn and soft,

happy and cross,

warm and cold,

all with the same wish,

to rebuild and forget,

to shun regret

and cast humility to the wind.


In this chasm there is no wind,

the dust is stifling

as her mind moves to demolish

walls and barbed wire fences,

smash triple-glazed windows,

rose-tinted and clean,

to split open her chest

reach into her ribcage

and remove the throbbing organ

capable of feeling too much.


And yet,

she chose to rebuild;

but with memories of every crack,

splinter and cacophony caused

when it all collapsed.

Here, now stands a home

with honesty on the mantelpiece

and every window flung open.

Kristiana Reed juggles writing and teaching English; in both vocations she endeavours to remind people of their self worth and how dazzlingly beautiful the world can be.

You can read more of Kristiana’s writing at My Screaming Twenties

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