#157 – Woman Eighty Four

pinkhanger

She authors the account from the inside of her body.

Characters inscribed along a fleshy pink fold

are indecipherable in form and understanding.

 

This language echoing through organs

and blood, mucous and veins is nonetheless

fierce and strong.

 

It pulses an inescapable history,

a rhythmic song that is alive.

 

The interior of all her bodies,

translated, spoken

and silenced

over all

time.

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