The Hair On The Back Of Your Thighs
Mar 2, 2024
By Georgia Bowan
The hair on the back of your thighs and a shadow
Projection on the ceiling of someone else’s palms and soles of feet go crackle
Like the bones of a house, or the burrowing of ticks into flesh, tried to make a home
Absolute yet violent downfall was what ended it
The penultimate blues of a childhood wound
Gone forever
I wept anyway, I wept anyway
