Skeletons in the Closet

A silver-stringed net 

tied deep into her shoulder blades

a bow-tie nonetheless

encroaches on her twists and turns.

Her own breath

won’t control its distance

or the sure capacity of its weight.

Much like a spider’s web 

glossy and slick

sticks to its pray 

and all of their struggles.

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the way our lives are reflected and seen


Break the silence. End the violence.

Luke Atkins

Film, Music, and Television Critic

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