RAPOETICS REPRINT: I, Clipping My by Taylor Napolsky
I, Clipping My fingernails felt a fragment of nail fly into my eye. A piece of me lodged in me, I realized. “You are experienced,” I thought, flushing my eye in the sink. “You have taken…
I, Clipping My fingernails felt a fragment of nail fly into my eye. A piece of me lodged in me, I realized. “You are experienced,” I thought, flushing my eye in the sink. “You have taken…
A Return of Painful Years Within the deepest breaths of inner sleep, My nose inhales a scent infused with bitter fears. Seconds are passing through the tears I weep With trauma beyond a horde…
My Tongue a while ago while I was wandering the streets on my way to school my father told me that the world is a dark and heavy place but he told that with…