Cracked
Published in
Apr 19, 2022
I want my tears to purify
a face carved out of porcelain,
evaporate
off someone else’s hands.
But my swollen skin is a palette for salt,
stings,
and you’re talking to yourself.
I want my tears to purify
a face carved out of porcelain,
evaporate
off someone else’s hands.
But my swollen skin is a palette for salt,
stings,
and you’re talking to yourself.