my body is painted with
scars and although you've
peeled back my distant layers
the closest i felt to me has left
me empty.
black slants are parading
down my alternative skins
and stars are hung above
her prenatal smile.
invisible lined protection
after, life. there was a pause and we ended our grass-grown eyebrows and curled up against our dreaming eyes. this is where i leave you, and...
