Rain Map
The needle-thorn cucumbers
are sappy with my blood.
And my knees sit on top of
each other, like a perfect
straight road.
We peeled lemons
On our skin
And i scooped up the rain
Charlotte sent me
From the mountains.
I hope the memories
my body holds
will be enough to keep
me convinced of
love
Creasing Inside our
bone rocks-
Marrow stumps