the sky and i dreaming of one another


2 poems for Akiva-san

crescent moon

how like the crescent my fingernail
when seeing moonlight through it
cut short, it holds no dirt
yet grows back soon enough

________________________

see the red bones

holding my hand to the light

my fingers glow red like fire

because my skin is see-through

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