Skin

I envy my skin
I’m jealous of how quickly
and completely it heals

I’m jealous of how it repairs itself
from deep inside to the top of its silky surface

I envy how it fixes itself even
after the most toxic of things
pierce it
burn it
try to break it

How does it heal?
I want it to teach me

 
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Chapter 4

Zara 11:40pm November 5, 1993. Kingston, Jamaica. My mind was a tenament yaad. Thoughts from my cousin’s brother’s girlfriend cock up right above my temple, chewing bubbalicious and braiding Anna-kay’s hair. Memba to check pon di loan... Continue →