Inès Montel

Contributor

Would you love me if I was only skin?

All my bones grinded up into a fine powder

And my muscles dissolved by acid

Can I be enough as it is?

Your prowess stained me blue

A mighty missionary

Fighting in the name of a departed god

Hot-headed but so soft in the bedroom

How could you settle for skin

When the promise of bones and all

Still lingers in the air

Out the shower

I catch your gaze

Disgusted by what I’ve become

I am all that is left of the human race

A perfect mix of humanity

Androgyny