Prose Poem for the Living Dead

Prose Poem for the Living DeadBy Nordette N. AdamsIf you had written your name all over my body and sang to me the passion you claim in that song, then love may not have seeped away leaving cracked earth beneath us. If you had opened the spirit flesh of your heart like you claim you opened and had remained so--as unfurled as the lotus--then would I be here writing bitter syllables about a zombie?

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