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Tag: skin

2/Jul/2013

Grease and Mud and Hair

There is a thin coat, a layer of grease and mud and hair separating everyone else from me, and I am getting lonely. I will hug someone and they will not want to let go but it is not enough, there is this film that keeps me from touching them. It keeps me from feeling their actual touch. What I feel is ghostly compared to how it is supposed to feel. I looked in the burn ward, where the film has been scorched off, but I was escorted off the premises. Maybe I need to peel it off by hand.

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26/Mar/2013

Ink

One tattoo for every person whose life you have ended; they creep closer to places where it really hurts. One piercing for everyone you’ve damaged; three pills for everyone who hurt you. A little red blemish for every time you are misunderstood and a new wrinkle for wasted kindness. And after 35 years, you are already running out of skin. You say to yourself like you say every year, that this time there’ll be fewer mistakes. But next week you are back at the parlour, asking the man who asks no questions to draw a blue crow on your thigh.

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