I remove the rest of my top
and close my eyes deliberately
to show you the length
of each thorn,
the length of each arrow.

rose garden behind
each eye, the sky is
lined with bolts and  I

have never become divine
without first becoming storm.

 

“full moon in Scorpio”

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