Eaten

I have been swallowed

By an invisible mouth.

It chewed me into pieces

And spit me back out.

My legs have been cracked

My face has been licked

My stomach has been poked

It makes me feel sick.

Now I so easily choke

On words when I want to be tasty again

Folks ate me, but here I still am.

Danielle Krieger, Spring 2018

artwork by Noa Street-Sachs