Brynn McKay Poems

This Is Not Healing

Putrid sight isn't it?
But yet oh how lovely it is to be hollow
Ribs sticking out coat hanging over moldings of what used to be a picture of innocence
Trail your fingers down my spine read the stories i've etched into bone with a knife... more »

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