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Sarah Frances Moran
Link to work: http://persephonesdaughters.tk/index.php/sarah-moran-always-blue/
My breath is held hostage by fear of touch,so long I have Stockholm Syndrome and haveevolved with full-blown gills along my ribcage.
I turn blue with you.
I swim upstream in currents of your memories,all the time.
The woman I wanted to be, died somewhereinside the girl you found, and couldn’t keep yourhands outside of.
Your waves slam against the shores of my dreamsand run red inside nightmares that quietly bubble upthroughout my days.
She said she loves, she does.
The ink on your arms, like a River Styx throughmy life. When they said writing on yourself wouldgive you ink poisoning, I never thought of how you poisonedmy insides.
Now we share a love of skin art and women, like you planted seeds of pleasure in my guts.
The flick of a tongue.A finger in and out and whispers;so many fucking whispered pleadings.
Tickled my gills.
Know this – the fish I have become is so fierce, so frozen, blue – with youso trapped by my hate – of youconstantly tied and bound – to you
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