Skin Talks

 Skin Talks are large pieces of pink rubber that symbolise skin.

The words show the imprint of trauma resides in my flesh. 



The feelings got mixed in with the bruises

the hate got transferred onto me

the imprint

now visible on my skin

I can see it


It was like this

You stepped into your fantasies

and I slipped out of my body

I create a world where you don’t exist

I can hide inside a batten-burg cake,

hiding under the marzipan icing

I can roll around in the pink and yellow sponge,

where I will smell sweet smells

No. you are not coming into my land

But I will have to come back to yours


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