Everything, Issue 26, Poetry

ALL SCATTERED PARTS by TAMARA L. PANICI

I tag every piece of you I can see and not see when I run out of ink,                    I prick out my own warm blood.                        you grin and I dabble myself all over your boxed life, stain your breath and call it my breath, smudge your memories and name them my memories. I say                             isn’t it so wonderful to be […]

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