the sea waits for the stars to open the sky.
Read MoreThe pain materialized in my heart, mind, and body simultaneously and consumed my every gesture.
Read More…between cold arms on the sheet, i search for the new moon who, without warning, has disappeared.
Read MoreI calculate if it’s ethical to kneel in this political climate.
Read MoreMy blue carries out my wishes and imagination, splaying itself across the foreground of my lively imagination as I fantasize about my future and my lover, living in the city of my childhood.
Read MoreI objectify her with the eyes of the man of my worst nightmare, internalizing her body parts as a collection of props and comparing them with my own.
Read MoreAs I grew, school officials demanded I stay hidden. When my adult years arrived, I was smacked with the opposite reaction.
Read MoreSyd would ask me to close my eyes and touch the tip of her tongue to my eyelids and trace the tip of her pointer finger over my stomach and breathe in my ear and say…
Read MoreIf I inflated that personal bubble enough, no one would see my many imperfections, hear the stumbles in my voice, feel the uneven bumps on my skin.
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