“HIV” – a poem for National HIV Test Week

HIV wedged into the bloat of Mankind, it lurks coiled in the caverns of our insides and it snares without hooks or nets or clamps until all of our blood is occupied and bellowing out, breaths become a blink ground down by the weight of a dying heart’s pulse and snaked into the body’s tributaries Read more about “HIV” – a poem for National HIV Test Week[…]