4. DEPRESSION

You scrape me out, with the spoon of your touch. with your fingers entering me, As you make guacamole, I sit there in silence, A snack to...

I let you peel my orange, Once bright and full of life. Always taking a slice out of me, To sink your teeth into. Until I’m hollow once...

I’m drowning, Until you make love to me, Again, And I can come up to breathe.

My empty womb yearns For you to paint it lifeful All pretty and pink   My empty womb yells For them to scrape it lifeless All ugly and blue

I wish I could get a lobotomy, removing the nerve pathways of my frontal lobe that crave you. The surgeon would drill a hole in my skull,...

Peptidoglycan Also called cell wall Separates the interior of a cell from the exterior environment such as water content Consists of...