My foot & knee have stopped speaking.

My shoulder & thigh live
in harmonious ignorance of one another--strangers
under the same atmosphere of the dark side of my skin.

These hands, they are like lovers, colliding,
smothering with caresses, then shy,
& moody, hiding in separate pockets.

from Henry Gray (1825–1861).Anatomy of the Human Body.

Copyright 2012, Mishon A. Wooldridge

Mishon A. Wooldridge is a Northwest writer and massage therapist. Her work has previously appeared in Two Hawks Quarterly, Floating Bridge Review, Earth’s Daughters, Third Wednesday, Jeopardy Magazine, and others.

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