I have her underneath my nails by Tatianna Dugué

I have her underneath my nails

TATIANNA DUGUÉ

Heavenly Dirt Black skin. folds under my eyelids

I still taste her in my ears water downed oceans swimming between my temples her sweat on my tongue tastes acrid with hints of puff pastry I wait for a taste test again

light and heavy are the ghosts of her limbs they dig deep into the trenches of my skin I feel her ache in my bones my body simmers and shakes for her past passions