I get so sad these days,
that even my breasts shed tears.
I get so restless these days, waiting for you
that I’ve even started to pass the time,
by pulling out strands of my hair
and sticking them to the side of the bath.
These days, I stare in the mirror
tracing the dark line down my stomach;
if only I could cut it open,
pluck you out.
Kayleigh Campbell is an MA Poetry student at The University of Huddersfield and is working on two collections of poems. Kayleigh has recently had her poem Be Like Leonora Cohen
featured in the Suffragette Issue of Independent Leeds Magazine and also became a mum for the first time to a little girl, Eliza. Find her on Twitter (@PoetryKc) or IG: instagram.com/kayleighhhc