BLACK PEPPER.


When did I get these breasts, these shaking hands, cheekbones, an appetite for hair, body odour, hands and peppered breath?

When did I take the bus, for so long, just to get out of this place, for the day, and maybe the night...

Did I clean myself mostly standing up, or lying down, with my bones, in a unnatural way.

Who did I meet along the way, and why am I going now...