WARNING:

There aren't many physical places I can call home anymore, so I typically turn to people. I morph myself tangible, changeable, adaptable to those who take the time to actually press their bodies to my own. I peel away slowly, choppy, like skinning an orange. Some fragments of my shell take a little longer to scrape off than others. Adhere to this when I undress in front of you for the first time. Take me on a

tour through your chest. Let me feel out the walls of your house for a while.