Poetry / She Smelled Like Rain

She smelled like rain

The ocean about to heave

Tantrum stormy skies building

Energy churning miles high

Crackling with salt


The tears fell

Washed her face

Covered it up

Smeared lines into skin

Shifting her cheekbones

And highlighting eyebrows

Till the glow of her face was

Blinding with sparkles

A neon painted smile

Over a bloody tongue

And muted screams

Every day she crunches the numbers on the scale mentally

Sometimes lets the silence stay sinister

Keeps breathing evenly

She says, “I believe in me”

Till she almost believes the words she mutters to the mirror