Feel My Skin

This skin this flesh this collection of limbs Muscle here fat here hair here I connect the disconnected Pull together pieces dissected Scars healing cuts closing these places I can feel I am inside I can feel I am whole Almost whole I touch all of me Like a painter my hands Stroking the belly the limbs the breasts My face my hair my lips And now when you feel me You feel me all This place once prison now vehicle of freedom I am all me August 2000 Share... Read More

Thick Fairytales

Imogene waits at the corner, scraping gum off her new white shoes pressing down the pleats on her pink dress sipping fruit punch from a plastic champagne glass waiting for her prince to come Read More Share on FacebookTweet Read More

I Go Into the Shark

I say I think I hesitate These places I have avoided are like coral Crusted piling upon themselves Did I choose the most difficult reef Did it choose me enclose me imprison me Inside the reef I avoid the sharks Circling pausing hunting They smell my open wounds They taste me in little waves little currents Eddies of me in red and pink and white white flesh I wait still silently shrieking against my selected cage As each horror swims by slowly closer... Read More