Skin

knowing looks, whispers
outright aggression

due only to the skin one is in

this norm sewn into our fabric
not swiftly abandoned

cannot withstand hard looks

does this not gnaw
at every soul?

this thing, that is undoing us,
will it ever be excised?

Pat
3/08/21

For dVerse Poets Pub where Sarah is hosting and the prompt is “Swift” on quadrille night ( a 44 word poem).

Quadrille: swift