by Valentina Cano
I held you at arm’s length
and sang the blood and bones
back into your body.
My words were needles
that stitched up
your screaming flesh
and my breath buoyed
you away from the edge
on which you perched.
and sang the blood and bones
back into your body.
My words were needles
that stitched up
your screaming flesh
and my breath buoyed
you away from the edge
on which you perched.
Valentina Cano is a student of classical singing who spends whatever free time she has either reading or writing. Her works have appeared in numerous publications and her poetry has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Web. Her debut novel, The Rose Master, was published in 2014 and was called a “strong and satisfying effort” by Publishers Weekly.
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