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…