Belly – May 8, 2019

Doree Grief, life, poetry May 9, 2019 1 Minute

My belly is bloated.

Full of this queasiness

I cannot exude.

I’m left with swishing.

Gurgling up into my Adam’s apple,

That belongs to you.

Published by Doree

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Published May 9, 2019

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