Someone must have peeled My skin off. Everything is Magnified ten fold.
My desire for Touch and musical voices Cost me smell and taste
Firm foundation onCornerstone, rock, earth cushioned,Sacral foundation My left foot is the pastStanding on the shoulders ofMy legacy, and The men I have been.I wash
Probably it would Have been better if he had Just quit, like they said.
1. Spoke with a pathologist at a conference, during her training at the medical examiner’s office, they were doing an autopsy on a body that
Each syllable they Wring from my pursed lips, a hole Punched in my armor.