Where Did We GoA Poem by Kirsty Woodwardis this what sex has come to we don’t touch anymore instead we send each other virtual staged carefully crafted pictures of our naked bodies we meet through a screen we don’t see facial expressions we see grammar mistakes that bright light will murder our ability to connect with the living and the breathing. © 2016 Kirsty WoodwardReviews
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