Blonde
Neajah Brown
When the concavity
of my body is not yet full
i am yearning for another
to press into it
and cradle themselves
sink
Desire of a new mind
like serpentine women winding
through valleys of men
pulling their teeth from the ground
and under
a boiling river
I’ve dug out this bodily cave
in the period of an undigested response
amongst the rambling
of hot tongued women
and broken ribs
there is someone
When there are silhouettes
lingering under midnight
i am hanging between thin hands
intestines are spilling
and unable
to fit
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Neajah Brown
When the concavity
of my body is not yet full
i am yearning for another
to press into it
and cradle themselves
sink
Desire of a new mind
like serpentine women winding
through valleys of men
pulling their teeth from the ground
and under
a boiling river
I’ve dug out this bodily cave
in the period of an undigested response
amongst the rambling
of hot tongued women
and broken ribs
there is someone
When there are silhouettes
lingering under midnight
i am hanging between thin hands
intestines are spilling
and unable
to fit
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