Arte y lenguaje
My 5 year old self asked, “Duele leer?” —
i was born with you
yet this is a lonely reckoning.
i’ve mourn the living
grieved an organ
A language with no words
surrender your tongue to rest,
and plays an organ with no instructions.
Hands that swing and pull bamboos
that rise not knowing from grace or rage,
not The End
This goes to ALL sexual orientation:
If you are currently in an unhealthy relationship, a relationship in which you…