dear body:
why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why do you refuse to work with me?
we are partners.
please.
lose half of yourself for me.
carve half of yourself off your bones with the pocket knife my brother once pulled on his girlfriend when she wouldn't unveil herself like art in a newly opened gallery being revealed to a group of men with straggly beards who drink red wine and wear yellow beanies and hate women.
sincerely, self.
YOU ARE READING
the veiled lady/hailstones between my teeth
Poetrythere is nothing out there there is nothing beyond this here this is it *** 12/16/23 first book of poetry there is nothing beyond
