The Body Poem Project: Sitting on the Red Couch

Sitting on the Red Couch 

I ate dark chocolate with coconut yesterday,

I slept deeply eating dreams of well-fed dogs,

Tomorrow I celebrate my chocolate anniversary. 

I grow long and unruly hair, 

Down to my collarbones grown,

Perhaps it was always unruly, though. 

I change my body forever in one day, 

I did something I wanted changed, 

Now I feel it scabbing over forever. 

 I am sharing myself with the world, 

 I am not with the world shared,

 Not the personal, only my academic self. 

Tish’s head lies on my writing left wrist. 

On my right wrist, Lily's head lay,

And still, beneath these soft pressures, I am writing.