Two Poems by Florence Uniacke
Up here the heads got no heart,
There's a new man in my life...
playing strings of hair -
"Like a hug but without the awkward physical contact"
and i cried a bit in my mouth and invited you to feel my sweaty palms?
Humidity now marks lives in
expense clammy shorelines -
newfound hi zero tactility.
Intercapillary Places (Events Series)