Beast of Trauma

A poem

Photo by Sophie Dale on Unsplash

what is this beast
trying to tell me?
my right hand,
which holds the pen,
is injured again
this time by shattered glass
rather than a dog’s jaws

warning my words,
powerful words
to stay silent
warning my art,
soothing art
to lie dormant

but this year,
this beast of trauma,
cannot hold my
expression
hostage.

Samantha Lazar 2020