Originally posted on Eunoia Review:
An endless October sky casts reams of light into my lap as I contemplate the thinning skin on my hands, the blue highway of veins prominent on their mountainous journey, the joints of my fingers swollen from repeated retraction and release. The pads of my palms lie cool on my thighs, waiting on the warmth of a twentieth-century touch that no longer exists except within this thought on this blue day, proof that the body remembers. Charlotte Hamrick’s poetry and prose has been published in numerous online and print journals, most recently including Muddy River… Continue reading Keratin