Fear, Partitions and Damage-Aakriti Kuntal

Morning flicks her tongue around the curtain, coffee with violets grazing My arms, a sheath, body velvet swimming around me, defenseless blanket I am thrumming as the mornings encroach my left bosom, my dissected body shaking, blatant in its denial to sense reason Cold and latent, ice blue, amphibian green, icicles f a l LContinue reading Fear, Partitions and Damage-Aakriti Kuntal

Blood Into Ink #MeToo Writing Contest Honorable Mention: Camila Henao/On Love and Muscle Memory

If love is like muscle memory Then My heavy head will always aim for your chest In bed, my twitching legs try to find yours to tangle against My cold hands will always cup the back of your head Gently Fingers reach for the familiar spaces between yours My lips curving before meeting Crashing ReachContinue reading Blood Into Ink #MeToo Writing Contest Honorable Mention: Camila Henao/On Love and Muscle Memory