I walk nude. Breasts bounce.
Nipples perk from chill.
I close the door behind.
Open tattered shower curtains.
I pull up from inside the drain
hairs. The only thing you left
behind. I slap them against the wall.
You tossed my love into the sewer
as easy as your bowels push shit.
I can only wonder
if I grab a wire hanger
use your hairs as bait
fish within the drain
could I reel
my heart
back in?
Cadence Collective: Long Beach Poets 
This is wonderfully raw in its emotions. I love your last 3 lines. Great poetry!
Wow-worthy, intense work. Have related, in a male-POV-kinda-way. Love this piece. =)
I really enjoyed the short and long sentence opening stanza. Raw and honest. The reduction of your last stanza was beautiful.