CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ


Posted on 24th Feb 2020 04:18 pm by sangeeta

what my body knows

is not a lie it’s not

a lie i tell you it is not

it’s nothing short of truth

and nothing larger

my past lodges

in my marrow and if

i wanted a transplant

there’d be no match

others’ sorrows dwarf

my petty traumas still

these bones are mine

when they creak

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