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Sep 2018
humans are living fossils
the breaks and bones in their bodies
revealing a history
otherwise unknown to the world
my body and bones tell a story
that won't otherwise come from my mouth
my entire history
spelled out in the scars on my wrist
the still-red scratches on my thighs
brought to light in the darkness under my eyes
the weariness of my cracked-lipped smile
in my bony fingers and uneven nails
in the cuts that run up and down my legs
i wish this history of mine
were more appealing
"humans are living fossilsβ€”collections of mechanisms produced by prior selection pressures" david buss (1995)
this isn't even poetic i'm just sad and writing everything i feel
Written by
y'ay'a  16/F/Moon
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