Mooring
SHAUNA M. MORGAN I reach for you, curled image, latched in the gulf of my belly, I pray that my body keeps you corded to me in blood. You are mine. I feel you in the ache of my breasts, imagine you resting there, little hands...
Read Moreby ap | Aug 16, 2023 | Poetry, PREE 11, SHAUNA M. MORGAN | 0 |
SHAUNA M. MORGAN I reach for you, curled image, latched in the gulf of my belly, I pray that my body keeps you corded to me in blood. You are mine. I feel you in the ache of my breasts, imagine you resting there, little hands...
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