a friend’s daughter told me
bones bend and moved her fingers
girl, someone needs to tell you
about the way joints work:
a few connected pieces
First Row
I dreamed I had big boned horse-legs
to wrap around a man
Second Row
but this morning I was a fish
boneless, cavity bellied
Third Row
when I curl my fingers the skin tightens
around the bones,
around the inner body
1 comment:
Ah this one has inspired one of my poems. yay poetry month!
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