In Braille

I am a poem made for your palms

with verses read not in words but instead understood in wonder,

a tale best told not in tongues but in touch and in tracing my surface with your fingers.

So, if my body defies your belief of what beauty is and if your eyes disable you to read my lines beyond these

why don’t you sit in silence? close them for a second and hold out your hand?

I will help you understand.

Let me tell you my biography in Braille.