Can't touch this.

Here at Untouchable, you'll find pretty decent writing, heartfelt reviews, tried-and-true outfits, Op-Eds (mostly griping about the fashion industry), essays ("Hell is other people" is pretty much my motto), and whatever else finds its way here. Thanks for coming by, and please keep hands and feet inside until the ride stops.

Osso

Osso

by Renata Certo-Ware

 

Every bone of you is in every part of my flesh
like a fossil embedded in a stone or
a city built beneath another city or
a nail, unseen, lodged in the wood of a doorway or
the husk of a wasp trapped inside of a fig or
a vein of quartz immortalized by lightning or
the hull of a boat crashing through a wave or
the root of a tree that's grown around a fence
only it doesn't hurt.

The Lie

The Lie

I'm Not A Toy

I'm Not A Toy

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