I have done a school of being a body. More than I have ever been taught about being a human with a body in all of my school days. Now we graduate after life months. My body sense it as a lifetime indeed. How poetic expressed. Life months of a…

my fingers, crawling forward out of the hand like melty worms show me where to put them I come with the tide leaving everything behind walls of the apartment confined spaces my own space the spaces of my body inside out look at my tongue, my throat, it’s red as…