Feigning Relaxation This work is considered exceptional by our editorial staff.

My sheer skin gives way
to the light
and lets me view the texture of tissue,
the veins and extended muscles
that find themselves stretched
with feigned relaxation under the
setting sun.
I close my eyes and whisper
to myself about the coming night,
hoping, praying for the coolness to
take me and satiate my thirst,
and somehow seep through my pores
and into my throat
so I can become quenched again.





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