Canvas of Natural Disasters
violet lightning strikes across
her hips and bolts down her
thighs; digs itself into her fleshy
earth. purple skidmarks on
untainted land. crimson cracks
in a sea of sleek, slippery skin.
red hail pours itself onto her
cheeks and forehead and
nose and chin and chest.
the fiery ice plants its seed
under her surface and grows
into a swollen scarlet forest.
she heard somewhere that
retinoid and benzoyl peroxide
will dull the lightning and melt
the hail until she is clean
again. until her earth heals
Itself. until she stops breaking.
sometimes she lies alone
at night, feeling the center
of her world pulsate underneath
her fingertips. reminding
herself that there is beauty
in natural disasters.
renny jiang
Renny is an aspiring writer who loves to read everything except historical nonfiction. She thinks that the worst thing that happened to this generation was allowing Ryan Reynolds to voice Pikachu.