Burnt Tongue

Burnt tongue
big bubbles
rising from his throat.
Lean muscles
sunk neck
snug in-between white
burnout bedsheets.
Red eyes
veins popping
morsels stinging,
burning teeth and tongues.
White hands
clutching seats
grasping toilet paper.
Thick white chunks –
stopping words –
flowing out of his mouth.
Wrapping jeans
baggy sweatshirt
dripping collar bones,
sick all over sheets
sick into his family.
Falling fair
clumped fists,
red and white and lovely.
Swollen tongue,
no taste
burnt whips curling.

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Paakhi Bhatnagar

Paakhi Bhatnagar is a student from India and an avid reader of historical fiction. She is a passionate feminist and blogs about current politics and feminist issues. She also possess the uncanny ability of turning everything into a debate.

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Paakhi Bhatnagar is a student from India and an avid reader of historical fiction. She is a passionate feminist and blogs about current politics and feminist issues. She also possess the uncanny ability of turning everything into a debate.

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