Christopher//Brooklyn Bridge

Christopher//Brooklyn Bridge

A Poem by Alexandra

Restrict my airflow
Between utterance of vowels
Compressed heat between two bodies
Hair strands over the mattress
Red marks painted over my petite body
Bruised hands for garnish

Someone had to do it
Thankfully it was you

© 2019 Alexandra


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Added on May 11, 2019
Last Updated on May 11, 2019

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Alexandra
Alexandra

Roselle , NJ



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