A seed relieved of its transparent husk, to dissolve finally on a rough and impatient tongue. I am not from here, my hair smells of the wind and is full of constellations, and I move about this world with a healthy disbelief. And I approach my days and my work with vaporous consequence a touch that is translucent, but can violate stone. Lost Lost is a puzzle of stars that breathes like water and chews like stone. Alone is a reminder of how far your acceptance is from your understanding.
Fear is a bird that believes itself into extinction.
Sunbathing I read a book, and the man thinks I cannot see the wrinkled posture of his son as he is nudged. He thinks I cannot sense four eyes upon my flesh, as the father tries to bond with his teenage boy by ogling my breasts. Taking The Slave Burn her eyes, without hope of understanding them. Kiss her mouth, that you may fathom its strange tongue. Indulge in her brown skin because it reminds you of mother.