Gorgeous in a completely indedescribable way- I love "they look at me like i should not/ even be able to balance my skin/ on these wasted, decomposing bones." All the pretty words dazzle me such that I can't quite grasp all the meaning, but I am sure it is very deep.

Wow, amazing piece. I love your style of writing - very straightforward, but still has an air of mystery. "my palms smell like copper" is such an interesting image. Beautiful. Keep writing! :)

interesting... I like the part about the bones.. beautifully described

subtle, quiet imagery. but why do the last lines make me want to scream?

this is gorgeous.

interesting line to start with. the more i read this the more is revealed to me, because i'm not smart enough to pick up on these things the first time. unique, but in a very good way.

you create this layer of imagery and then reveal another within, and that's just breathtaking.

"they look at me like i should not/even be able to balance my skin/on these wasted, decomposing bones."

wow, that just ... burns. the imagery of it ... i can feel it burning my skin.

Haunting and very eclectic, I really enjoyed this piece, keep up the good work.

Much love,
Juliet.

A little cryptic--but very, very good! Lovely imagery here...and specifics, which are wonderful (London in April).

Always write on :)