Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
March 16, 2026

Ink

By Mel Trent

indigo strokes run across
the white span of your
back and seep into
your pores to settle in
your blood and make
you mine then in
blue dawn you will
rise and wash me
from your skin

Article © Mel Trent. All rights reserved.
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