
3/6/25 3:56pm
how ugly must my roots look HOW UGLY
for you to rip them from FOR YOU TO RIP THEM
me ME
scraping plaster off the walls SCRAPING PLASTER
compare it to paint COMPARE IT
tell me how much prettier TELL ME
blue is BLUE IS
I could plant a garden of delphinium I COULD PLANT A GARDEN
I could build cathedrals I COULD
I could count to one thousand I COULD
I could rip my roots myself I COULD
bite the tip of a pen BITE THE TIP
let ink set in LET INK SET
compare it to a burn COMPARE IT
call for help CALL FOR HELP
tell them it’s my fault TELL THEM
I cannot let go of the plaster I CANNOT
I cannot let go of me I CANNOT LET GO
– ODH
About the Creator
Olivia Dodge
23 | Chicago
ig: l1vyzzzz & lntlmate




Comments (1)
Beautiful poem! Great work!