"Withdrawal"

Written By

Ani Keaten

My limbs heavy like magnets

attracted to the earth’s core

My arms like granite—

My back, a twig,

trembles.

I know each rib intimately

Its size, shape and placement

 

My skin is the olive’s

thin

          Invisible

and dark

 

I am the externality

  marginal

      superfluous

    inflamed.

    I need more

  give less

require exception

Decrease the surplus populace

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