Categories: POETRY

THREE INCHES OF SKIN: Poetry by Laura Corraducci

THREE INCHES OF SKIN

“Three inches of skin you have sewn to life,
I like a belt.
The points also secured rights to,
three crosses on Golgotha your meat.
Is the wind,
to untie me from your hips.
Come fire,
to burn inside a thunder.
Butterfly loose powder on the wall,
death today steal the scars. “

(Laura Corraducci)

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