Out-Of-Body

I have out-of-body experiences often
My body hasn’t belonged to me in a long time
I feel like I’m renting out my organs
My stomach and chest won’t let me back in
I haven’t paid my dues
All that my body requires is love
But I don’t have enough
It’s the same shit every month
My trauma doesn’t let me live with myself in peace
I am homeless in a body that is supposed to be mine
All hope is not lost though
I am a welcomed guest when I invite my body to dance
That is the only time that my body opens its arms and tells me to come home

Angelica Flores

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