Poetry...Possibly
Blog by Hannah Frank
Saturday, October 1, 2022
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Undoing the visuals from the eye ball
the eye socket covered in rags
what I couldn't see
the onion peels and wet feet in the bathtub
losing every layer of dry skin
could not begin
to unearth
the shell
the tortoise
turning over
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