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Shipwreck of Flesh - May 29, 2023

they nip my ankles

between the toes

behind the knees


minnows all over my skin

while I'm thigh deep

cleaning the pond


to them I’m a shipwreck of flesh

an opportunity to pick off

dead pieces of the drowned


to me

a nearly unbearable tickling

as I contort and shake a leg


like when my dad’s fingers

would ever so lightly

run along my skin


till he hit one spot

that made me shriek

uncontrollably


if that happens here

I really won’t care

if the neighbors are listening

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