Photo by 青 晨 on Unsplash           CT Scan   When x-rayed in slices, at least an idea of wholeness shrinks into blatant meat: bone, blood, thickenings and masses, shunted back and forth. Once, you smelt how surgical holes in childish skin reduced us to mortal. Fascinating raw depths: but…

        Dream Lover   Next to a Spanish river, I tell him my body is ruined. Not existing, he doesnʼt mind: I like your differences. With metallic water, time unravels blue streets, silver mohicans ‒ theyʼre palm trees − behind them, tall town houses of the belonging children. Be careful what you wish…