Blackish smudged lines
Outlining names
Daughter
Self
Iconic images from younger years
Permanently documenting
Moments
A story with each letter
Words for each image
A collection of memories
Ancient process
Beautification of skin
Etching the muse, the poet
The Poem
Words don't fail me now Spill out like the wails of mothers losing their babies at the auction block words comfort me like the prayers at dawn during The Fast to our benevolent God Muster up lifelong
It feels like flushed cheeks and pulsating jawbones It feels empty It feels like blood rapidly popping as it travels from heart It feels like nothing It feels like under/over eating It feels like a vo
The anxiety makes the stomach flip The depression makes the limbs heavy The tug and pull Is overwhelming and nauseating Gags Short breaths Teeth chattering Big sighs as tears roll down
