starveling girl; a poem

pick with your ragged, close-bitten nails

at my rust-scabbed skin. i feel no pain,

for beneath the scabrous strata lies

a deadened slab of scar tissue.

i did this indecent thing to myself,

unhinged my jaw and tore through the warm flesh and

cut my teeth on the blood-blistered bones,

to satisfy a craving.

i gorged and gagged and when i could swallow not a single morsel more,

i opened my dry and cavernous mouth once again to keen

for the starveling girl that could not be reached.

starveling girl mixed media journal page
starveling girl ~ mixed media journal page
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