i have trained this body
to be detached from its heart.
the brain is the master.
the lungs are the sailors.
the eyes, the navigators.
it's an anatomy that
keeps the body afloat,
but for how much longer?
- the (im)perfect anatomy
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Pen and Paper: Poetry & Prose (2020)
PoetryWords are bullets. Readers are targets. Come all, the loud and the silent! Dive into this merriment. Hi there! This is my collection of poetry & prose divided into three parts: When she hurts When she heals ...
