Starlight of Flesh

Resurrect some head and

give some breath.

Outside with variation.

Slap the flash of sun shadows.


Read the story girls.

Whisper stories, celebrate the taste;

a guide for ghosts.

Uncomfortable bend on stone.

Starlight of flesh.

Softly Softly Softly


About Barry Comer

I volunteer as a design and communications consultant with Family Scholar House in Louisville, Kentucky, the Democratic Socialists of America and teach children with emotional and developmental disabilities. I have degrees in art and was an art director for 30 years.
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1 Response to Starlight of Flesh

  1. joshuawilliambarney says:

    tasty little number

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