beauty in my bones

BEAUTY IN MY BONES  There is beauty buried in my bones.  Many times, my flesh struck with stones       and they held.  Welded together in this honeycomb texture.  The hive of me alive in me  and maybe even a little hungry.  Buzzing bitch please.  Kiss me.  I’m the monster you made.  The one you constantly craveContinue reading “beauty in my bones”