FoggedA poemLarry Carter JrDec 08, 2025∙ Paid62ShareThey are the intrudersA nasty woman in a dressing gown holds split teeth.She drives her nails into the head. Her arms are well-defined. A sweet mist sticks.Scarred palms and rotten toes. A hand grena…Continue reading this post for free, courtesy of Larry Carter Jr.Claim my free postOr purchase a paid subscription.PreviousNext
