how i wash your handprints from my body

                        it is amazing how,

                        still, after all this time, 

                        i manage to get lost in the mouth of the shark

                        how, still, i think every single tooth will be different.

                        how one-by-one, I impale myself to the root 

                        hoping to split open my guts and find something special inside of me. 

                        i was hoping to be better than this,

                        i was hoping to stop being that girl who looked for herself in other people,

                        or in their bedsheets

                        or underneath their feet. 

      

                        it is amazing how,

                        still, after all this time, 

                        i forget how army like they are, lined up row by row.

                        waiting to chew me up 

                        and spit me out. 

Author's Note

I'm kind of proud of this.

Reviews

[Dulcie]

aaaaamazing. you're great.