— today corrals

grows out of my chest.  they start as itching rash — resembling that of — sore swollen girl nibbles that will develop to breast

between the body’s age of nine and twelve years old (1984 until 1987*)

— today corrals

grows out of my chest — breaks through the surface of my skin like a sea disappearing — they heap up through this tide — a burial shrouds on my body. rise and fall with the breath

and corrals emerge — more — for each exhale. for you. for you