Jan 31, 2017
come! compare my lines to yours scar for scar! the hollows where an eye for an eye left us blind. a constellation of moles scattered stardust upon the fabric of our skin. hair: unbound a murmuring of almost-feathers down our backs. in front of a mirror we stand naked: let us name our differences and point out the curves that fit close-warm. trace my face my arms. forewarn me against the dangers and griefs of my palm lines. and if you want to we can break the mirror and if you want to we can paint the mirror and if you want i can paint you a mirror through the comparison of my lines to yours. REFLECTIVE SURFACE
