“Rain Covered His Bones” by Manuela Williams

Rain covered his bones Instead of flesh so when we met in dingy rooms I was swallowing storms and lakes ran from my fingers after everything I groped I could never forget lightning screaming from his eyes torrents when I picked up a battered suitcase containing the dreaded “nomad heart” And, his teeth, a perpetual grin the floodgates I feared would never open to bear … Continue reading “Rain Covered His Bones” by Manuela Williams