Evaporation
Feb 27, 2021
he told me my hands were big like a man’s hands and rough like he liked it
and I knew he meant around his cock
around my neck inside my mouth
there are ways to make threats without words that are
threats
I am fluent in
Patriarchy
the folds of your skirt the folds of your fingers the folds of the inside of your
mouth chewed skin chewed gum could you
at least try for freshness fresh
breath fresh beats show up don’t
eat
I am fluent in
Starvation
sweeping gestures sweeping crumbled silver linings under blood rimmed rug
red rimmed eyes my own body suspended over my own body
watching everything melt into tears
everything freeze into
fears
I am fluent in
Evaporation
