Paper Yoga

The mail came.

I put it away.

Cleaning floors, dinner for four,
Cracked open doors.
Dog walks, tv talks, bedtime stories
Four nights ignored.

Now.

I lie on my back,

Breathing.

Pull knees to chest,

Plant feet.

Push shoulders apart,

Reach hips up -

Gently work towards 

The crack.

What my heart does, opening.

Colors of emotions.

My blood is rushing.

I breathe.

Throat choked in fear of

Feeling.

Memories flood and flow. 

Keep breathing.
Keep reaching until
It's open wide.

When there's nothing left
My body bends

Brings me to my side.

An infant,

Grieving innocence.