one.
there was a letter
the sound of teeth knocking together
in the space between high cheekbones
as if i forgot
how to scour below skin in your absence.
another.
i fell asleep with my heart open
summer dulling the parts of me that just won't feel.
arms and then hips
open on skin
words too soon
and suddenly hear
i am right side on small squares of wood
my left side held
in your two hands.
damn fine. are you working on your zine?
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