My eyeballs are stollen,
scathed from my face
everytime I confront —or even better
count all the diseases passed down to me.
My skin is pulled back and my chest is wide
open, exposed for all to go searching.
About the Creator
Natasha Collazo
Selected Writer in Residency, Champagne France ---2026
The Diary of an emo Latina OUT NOW
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