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Read Poems by Therese Jones

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All in Pieces

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All in Pieces

I turn the cold, sparkling, silver knobs
and the raging hot water splatters up the porcelain.
Milky bubbles effervesce the scent of lavender,
and I plunge into the baptism of fire.
The water scalds and blisters my skin.
Let it burn.
Let it hurt.
Let me feel my flesh ripple and peel to the surface.
Poached parchment—
memories to be shed.
Blood streams from my wounded skin.
Your acidic stain is replaced with 
raw, fragrant flesh.

Copyright © Therese Jones | Year Posted 2013


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  1. Date: 7/10/2016 11:17:00 PM

    THERESE
  1. Date: 3/10/2013 11:09:00 PM

    sounds brutal

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