story of nut: hard silk flesh,
little wood splinters into
clean teeth. it is known as
a fat but I taste nothing
soft except for the slick inside
of my lip, it is my own
fruit, and these simple things
which seemed so small
have now grown
a new skin within me
so now I am of forest
of forage of animal, the endless
rummage for protein
makes me drink in anything and
everything. remember the membrane.
we are all made from this same milk.
Georgie Henley is an actor, writer and director.
3 thoughts on “Poetry | Georgie Henley”
Love the organic wordingess and simplistic creativity, looking forward to reading more!:D