Slash-And-Burn
- Willow Wells
- Jan 22
- 1 min read
My hips click and clatter
Bones are
Scattered
Unstable
Infrastructure
Thoughts are
Wrought
My womb feels
Consumed
Lassoed,
Devoured
You would gladly
Set my fibers
On fire, blame me for being
Flammable
Under your
Ivory tower
Womb moves onto
Another loom
Hoping this time
The process can be
Gentler
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