"I grew up sheltered, strung
in between other people’s pieces,
so overprotected I felt the need to rip myself out
through a jagged fence
in order to see for myself,
name my own blood."
in between other people’s pieces,
so overprotected I felt the need to rip myself out
through a jagged fence
in order to see for myself,
name my own blood."
inside my poem
"Bloodlines", inside the new Arsenic Lobster Poetry Journal
read more of this poem, as well as two collaborative poems by j/j hastain and me, HERE - http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1content.html
(The poem "Bloodlines" also appears within my chapbook, From One Ruined Human to Another (CWP Collective Press, 2018), available here: https://www.cwpcollectivepress.com/bookstore-1/from-one-ruined-human-to-another )
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