the level is rising
the salt dissolving
as the water laps around
my bushy mound
I can’t stop thinking about
sea levels rising
and how my own vagina
is a complete stranger
"writing is listening to your heart and taking notes"
the level is rising
the salt dissolving
as the water laps around
my bushy mound
I can’t stop thinking about
sea levels rising
and how my own vagina
is a complete stranger