The Makeover - A Breakup Ritual by Ama Danesi   Does my face hiss like a repellent, will another walk away? One fizzled without reason, another from pity or naiveté described the shroud, darkness over his loins and my face. Shunted, his quiver melted, the promise puddled. His last embrace, like a scorpion's segmented… Continue reading The Makeover – A Breakup Ritual