I Got a Boo-Boo From a Car Crash
Car crash!
My head lies next to the roots
of a poor baby sapling
only a few years old.
My stomach forced between the car,
the road,
too long, too far,
two traveled.
My heart locked in the trunk
confined to the claustrophobia.
My eyes with God
watch the blood spill out,
the oxygen rises from
heaven to hell.
My body lies under him,
his blood flow
a river of rot
from head to toe
which lies on the brake.
Pieces lost,
forgotten,
never to be found
again.
Madison Butler is a junior studying early childhood education and English at SUNY Geneseo. Her poetry explores womanhood, mental health, and relationships. When she isn’t writing, she is spending time with her friends or doing something to express her creative side.