love does not want this body

only leather-hewn mutters

 

and bleached bone gnashed

against cobblestone

 

love does not want this body

only the word

 

yes: pinched between fingers

smudged in soot

 

love does not want this body

only to rive boulders

 

beneath our nail beds

like a strung out moan

 

love does not want this body —

only the mere suggestion of it

 

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Written by Brittany Adames

Brittany Adames is a seventeen-year-old Dominican-American writer from Pennsylvania. She spends time writing poetry and leaving short stories half-finished.

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