The cool breeze drifts in from the Pacific Ocean through the banana plant leaves. Shadows dance across the pastel pallet of the bedspread; the charcoal nude woman looks over her shoulder. Jesus ... [+]
The pomegranate seeds you offered
turned me inside out.
My fibrous insides turned against me,
pulling my straightjacket taut.
I can't see from the inside,
I can only feel the cold.
I know you won't release me,
but lay me in the marigolds.
turned me inside out.
My fibrous insides turned against me,
pulling my straightjacket taut.
I can't see from the inside,
I can only feel the cold.
I know you won't release me,
but lay me in the marigolds.