“all i am is flesh and bone”
by Melisa Santana
i crawled across the dirt road, hands and
knees aching, bleeding me dry. everything
dead or alive slipped away a long time ago;
nothing truly matters anymore. body covered in
splinters and stray porcupine needles that
got stuck in fraying skin. the epitome of
a zombie roaming this earth, seeking
love and lust and freedom. i collapse.
vultures land, pick at my eyeballs and
wounds. and i let them, my viscera free
for all to bear witness to. my heart
exposed, seeing sunlight once imagined. they
devour me. it devours me. no care for
my death. they eat until there’s nothing
left for me to give – they choose
to consume my everything.
