Skin Poem by Deep Sangani
Skin
When it rains,
I dont go out to feel it trickling down my skin,
to feel myself being washed away,
my thoughts sinking with the weight.
Instead i grab a raincoat
draping myself around it.
I fear
my clothes clamped against my skin,
your eyes would crawl underneath and
make me feel
less skin,
more bone
Sunday, December 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,safety,society,woman
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