Marks

by liliumity   Jan 1, 2017


A bump on my lip
just to the left
of the dip in my cupid's bow,
colored a healing pink-red

i nudge it and feel an ache
of gnashing teeth, tongue
and words shoved down and
discarded

a secret burrows into my chest, tight and heavy
though easily covered with a bit of chapstick

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