“And each stroke of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin, all the skins of a life in the world, and left behind a nascent patina of shining hairs. My earrings turned back to water and trickled down my shoulders; I shrugged the drops off my beautiful fur.”
“Peeling off my skin / leaving just my eyes behind / You see inside my head / Still know that you are mine.”
“I want to trust but it scares the skin off my bones.”
“I never felt the urge to jump off a bridge, but there are times I have wanted to jump out of my life, out of my skin.”
“I totally want to cut off your skin and wear it to my birthday.”
“It is not a garment I cast off this day, but a skin that I tear with my own hands.”