NQ 29: Scallop Eyes

No one knows what it's like to be shellfish

To be mollusks

Behind blue eyes

No one bites back as hard

On your finger

Crack the shell and my flesh

Can show through

But my dreams

They aren't as empty

As my carcass seems to be

I have bivalves, never lonely

My love is plankton

It tastes nummy

Course Materials: St. Vincent and the Grenadines, Teen Wolf Junkie Moms, Chimborazo, Hugh Dickman, Mussel Flexing, Spear Force Trauma