I thought when my shirt came off
my stomach would be gone,
That it had moved to my chest.
It didn’t move.
I change clothes every day,
but this time taking them off
felt bizarre and weird.
You clothed me
in kisses.
Your eyes dressed me
in warmth.
Sounds were made
But none of them were words.
Julia Slezak is a sophomore communications major at Penn State Harrisburg.
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