By Kayleigh Shultis
I like seeing my body exposed and vulnerable
and shaking and stretched, speckled cold,
They hate me for the love i give
they hate Me for the Love I give
They don’t like when love me because they profit off my hatred off my BLIStering hatRED
Enough about Them though.
I wish I had enough hands to cover and rub and delight every inch of my being
and i’ll accept your help, and His help, Her help
So many hands in speckled colors
So beautiful the rainbow of souls I love
So Beautiful The Rainbow of Souls I LOVE
Bodies BOdies boDies
BodiEs bodieS BodieS.
And I’m not supposed to love myself?