Construsted Poem #3 (Skin and Black Eyeliner)-Shedding Skin



Your hand

Used to be


My palm is now

An open casket

I don’t know

If my heart or

My mouth is wailing

I feel your ghost pulling away

I feel you shedding

From my skin

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