Poem: “Name of You” (guestblogger)

Angry,

naked,

muscles torn apart;

a stranger lives in my skin,

and, look, how you thrive –

– thrive on my anger,

tippytoeing on my skin;

you’ll be the death of me,

and I know this to be true,

because Death carries no name

but the sweet-scented name of you.

 

A. R. Frederiksen is a recurring guest blogger here at BnV, and her own writing blog can be found here, where she dabbles in flashfiction/poetry and reflects over the, much elusive, ABCs of writing.

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