"throwing up"
throwing up,
turning myself inside out towards
the floor, all flesh
and bone
and blood and
raw nerves
twitching
while my skin,
layers thick and tough now,
dried by the wind and the sun and the omnipresent
dust,
climbs inwards to caress my stomach,
keep it from its pain and fever, love it while
my heart,
my corazón,
pumps
and beats and
struggles
against breaths
of warm, warm air.
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An Alchemy of Words
PoetryA collection of my poems, both old and new. Notable Rankings: 1 in #poetsofwattpad (2021-06-01) 1 in #poetryclub (2021-06-01) 1 in #poetrycommunity (2021-06-18) 1 in #slampoetry (2022-04-13) 1 in #wattpadpoets (2022-04-13) 1 in #wattpadpoet (2022-04...