Superpowers

The somatic therapist, who saved my life at least once, said,
feeling things deeply is your superpower.
I shot her the finger.
I am weary of feeling things deeply, I said.
I am worn out from letting in other’s pain and desires.
If I start crying I am convinced I will never stop.
Then that evening, when you opened the door and I saw your smile,
framed  by the lines around your eyes you resist calling beautiful,
I finally decided I have no choice but to own
I am infinitely better feeling than not.

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