Jealousy burns; seethes through my chest. Seeping into the hollow of my stomach, it runs a gauntlet through my breasts, piled high¬†but grafted to thin bones.   I whittle away,¬†because you're almost here, but just about gone. I must learn to sing euphorically; to jelly roll into the sea.   Water snatches at discarded ropes … Continue reading sea/earth