wet clothes hang

Franco Amati
Published in
1 min readMar 25

Photo by Alexey Demidov from Pexels

the dryer’s busted,
so now the wet clothes must hang…
sharing insecurities with you
has been a beautiful revelation,
of bodily metrics
and shapes and sizes of things
and parts of us we wish we could change
I felt encouragement and trust
and openness of the sort
I’ve rarely experienced before,
enough to streak down to the shore
and sprint through the surf,
suitless, pure…
wind in the face, ocean in pores
hours with you in my ear,
an honest…

Franco Amati

Speculative fiction writer from New York. Editor of Scuzzbucket. For published work visit francoamatiwrites.com or buy me a coffee at ko-fi.com/francoamati