Blood and Skin

Blood and Skin

A Poem by Molly Cara

I. The performer curls himself around the
subway pole like he’s a vine of ivy. 
Some of the captive audience clap and
others turn their heads. 

II. On the beach there’s a freak show that features
a man with skin like elastic, a girl
who eats fire, and a woman you can slice
with a sword as many times as you like;

she will not split for the blade. She knows that
blood and skin make poor clothing for a soul, 
which would rather be wrapped in soil like a 
root, and sprawled out for miles underground.

© 2013 Molly Cara


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I may be years in getting to this but im glad i did. it really went to a place i could imagine and hear what she thought and i wish it went on well done

Posted 8 Years Ago


A very unique write...Thank you for sharing...:)

Posted 12 Years Ago



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