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- dancingstarling rated 6 days ago
- From the page: " I want you to touch my body as vellum, let your fingers flutter over bone, travel the rises and depressions of rib-ridges, interpret the bumps and ripples of skin, the raised lines of scar-script that have become Braille. These marks are a history of leaving - an exodus from my body. These grooves that stretch across stomach and abdomen in delicate, curved arcs and shining lines, these purpled shadows and globed nubs of skin, are the indelible disclosures of absence; they mark the departure of organs, children, and blood. Of the pieces of me."
all-is-passion rated 7 months ago- Amphibious Wind gusts smooth the field of long grasses, bend the tall thin blades to their green-silver underside; Dip and ripple. Swish and splash. The breeze blows grass into sea. We dive headfirst into cool greenness, arms part blades with each stroke, legs sweep past jade stalks that curve in our wake. We pause for watery kisses, tongues tasting salt and green sweetness. I could swim here for hours with you.
- Vintage-Femme rated 8 months ago
C R U M B S
She reads the future in the crumbs scattered across the table, brown bits arranged into dull constellations on the shiny wood: heroes and warriors going against the grain.
- poetman rated 10 months ago
- Some nice poems - well written poetman
- Jessant rated 12 months ago
- 'Fingers flutter'...that was when I knew I was reading a horrible, cliche poem.
- noodlenaddle rated 12 months ago
- i hate this kind of poetry. i think she needs some more practice. i am such a jerk!
- songstress51 rated 12 months ago
- blood testing
- StefRocks rated 22 months ago
- Ah, simply lovely, I'd actally never heard of her before, but I really enjoy these poems.
- anb rated 44 months ago
- Posted this before, felt it calling me again....... "Gem" He always looks at her when she speaks as if each word that drops from her lips is a precious stone, watches her eyes crinkle and spread open as glittering words spill out between teeth. He wonders if the skin on her cheek is as smooth as her words, wonders if it feels cool, pearled with wisdom. As she speaks, there is nothing more he wants than to bring his hand to the curve of her jaw, to feel its polished surface move as her lips deliver jewel after jewel; he has always wanted to hold one in his hands, to swallow one down his throat."
