The autopsy of a black bodyAn autopsy of a black body
One who suffered greatly
The body pushed past its limits
To the point it had enough and quit
A scalpel to their chest
Slowly peeling the layers of flesh
Noticing the rot
Hit by the stench of trauma
The body dissected
The organs removed
Leaving the body an empty shell
Of a broken person
Beaten by an...
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Categories:
body, discrimination, hate, murder,
Form: Free verse
It's a girl“It's a girl!”
The female form, the rounded edges
that soothe and nurture
Shaped and created by gentle hands
to fit a shoulder under a heavy arm
Beast of burden
I was formed this way and
now I am bruised and soft
from the many blows life has landed upon me
As ages pass,we continue to strive
to be...
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Categories:
body, abortion, discrimination, gender, humanity,
Form: Free verse
The Body Possession Feeling
In the flowing darkness of the delirious night
I saw once my being sink with my essence escaping,
get dissipated in dissociative domain of ethereal ether
where I heard the sound of the distant bells toll faintly,
masking the music of my life’s violin fading away
in stalled time’s deadly depth of smothering silence. ...
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Categories:
body, confusion, mental health,
Form: Free verse
A Body PossessedA body possessed is a spirit that
knows no compassion, for soul grew weak.
Evil’s roots took hold. Bleak became
eyes that once could see the light.
Spirit lost will to fight.
A sinister grin
curves the host’s lips.
Sanity
now is
lost....
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Categories:
body,
Form: Etheree
Growing old is not for the faint of heartIt's not at all easy to come to term
with this 'new' old version of me.
I'm dealing with a sadly sagging anatomy
where what-used-to-be is now not-quite-so-firm.
I'm dumbstruck by the person in the mirror.
I have to have 'the' chat again and again
to scatter the chatter from my brain
and help me focus to see things clearer.
At least I'm...
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Categories:
age, body, change, introspection,
Form: Rhyme
BiteThrobbing, concave marks
adorn my skin—records of
your hunger, sated only by
the meat of
my body.
Though the pain is sweet—craved,
fulfilling—and my blood rushes
to provide you with drink,
my head—detached,
neglected—wanders.
Tell me, if the flesh fell away
like tender rib meat off of the bone—
would you still ache to sink your teeth
into the me
that remained?...
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Categories:
allegory, body, confusion, dark,
Form: Free verse
Prolonged offal bout courtesy constipation redux revisitedProlonged offal bout courtesy constipation... redux revisited
Upteenth instance where yours truly
experienced assault upon hindquarters.
A worse hellish fate than perdition
and the closest in the throes
of agonizing death scene rendition
stabbing sphincter muscle spasms
wrench yours truly
analogous to contortionist,
who presents convincing torturous scenario
even absent primal screams
readers or eavesdroppers
envisioning his twisting and writhing
as if body frankly...
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Categories:
body, abuse, adventure, anger, angst,
Form: Free verse
This Side Of My SkinI blame it for the pain
As i try and understand its secrets
As it’s forms and folds wraps itself around me
Its supposed to protect the me from the world
But I cannot make sense of the curved markings painted across it
im supposed to take care of it
keep it smooth
perfect for the picture
but i am...
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Categories:
11th grade, anxiety, body,
Form: Free verse
After a Writing Workshop About the Body
This is not my body.
Not the one that used to tell everything
to anyone—
I mean everything,
like I thought it might get me somewhere
closer to known.
I sat in a circle today,
some kind of writing thing—
you know the type.
Lots of deep breathing
and soft lighting.
Someone cried reading what they wrote
in the first eight minutes
and I—
well, I flinched.
Not because it...
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Categories:
body, age, appreciation, women, writing,
Form: Free verse
Body Hate
A stranger lives beneath my skin,
A twisted thing, a grinning sin.
It pulls and prods, it makes me sick,
Another bite, another trick.
The porcelain mocks my face,
A painted lie, a shameful space.
I heave and choke, a bitter tide,
Trying to wash the hate inside.
Each inch I pinch, each bone I crave,
A hollow shell inside this grave.
Duct tape binds,...
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Categories:
10th grade, abuse, body,
Form: Rhyme
BODY POSSESSION
I have a body till I’m to survive
to feel myself as a living person
to continue journey, so long I live.
When to leave the body ! Me in tension.
Depending on body, my life to...
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Categories:
body,
Form: Sonnet
I starve myselfI starve myself.
When saying it out loud it sounds surreal,
But it’s the only way I can feel.
I am not worthy of food.
It is not worth the weight.
Fore I see myself by what I have ate.
Starving is like slowing dying.
Numb, and invisible to what others can see.
Funny how food could be the death of me.
I...
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Categories:
body, fear, feelings, food,
Form: Free verse
A Vista of Fire
her mind
a box of
melted crayons
her hands
a vista of fire
magic wands
raked over
...
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Categories:
body, fire, magic,
Form: Free verse
Summer by the PoolLaying out by the pool, Jules was caught
wearing less than the rules said she aught
She was asked by the cop
why she'd cast off her top
Her reply? "it's s July and I'm hot"...
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Categories:
body, summer,
Form: Limerick
On Growing OlderOn Growing Older
Sometimes my steps are steady,
Sometimes my hands shake.
Sometimes my memory falters,
And I make some sad mistake.
Sometimes I hear you talking
But I do not understand.
Just remember that I love you
And I do the best I can.
My skin is sagged and wrinkled.
I look a little like an Elf.
My eyesight's getting hazy,
Sometimes I repeat...
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Categories:
age, appreciation, blessing, body,
Form: Rhyme
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