Poetry & Art

exonerate

by Winnow Poetry • January 24, 2020

You’ve abandoned me on the precipice,
but your fingertips are just a nudge away from my collapse.
The affable cliff taunts my reckoning,
as I sprint through the trails to find safety.
Forever tense with the pressure of knowing your every move.
You’re erratic and convincing,
while you surreptitiously plot my demise-but unbeknownst to
you, I fantasize about my descent into the undiscovered.

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by Winnow Poetry

I am the poet behind Winnow Poetry. Although I have been writing since the mid 1990s, I began putting my poetry out on social media under the name Winnow Poetry in 2019. Writing has always been the most effective form of therapy for me. In my writing I address growing up in an emotionally and verbally abusive family, relationships, depression, anxiety, and creating the best version of myself through trial and error.