Fallen Berries on the Woodland Floor
Fallen Berries on the Woodland Floor contemporary stories
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ladybugscantfly
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Your Skin, your miles and miles of skin, are a forest of gentle dips and steep hills and

Fallen Berries on the Woodland Floor

Your Skin, your miles and miles of skin,

are a forest of gentle dips and steep hills and

rough patches and soft patches and tiny scars.

Your Skin, your rainbow of skin,

darkened in the shadowy corners and reddened by heat and

littered with pale stretch marks and glowing with sweat and blue where it is coldest.

Your Skin, your salt and pepper skin,

sweet like talcum and distinctly metallic like blood and

seasoned with sprinklings of freckles and acne and hundreds of thousands pores.

Your Skin, your sharp and angled skin,

pressed so tightly to mine it seems we are blending together like

fallen berries on a woodland floor stepped on and squished into one.

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