lady

India

your local queer kid who practices her finger-guns in the mirror

there's always time for being confused about your sexuality!

July 6, 2020

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she/he/they will hold a hand-- careful, a membrane of sorts is forming on skin; keep your mouth shut until she/they/he need/s to pull it open, store food under the bottom of your tongue so that they/he/she won’t be able to taste it (it’s a woman, surely)-- so 

spread yourself until you are an epicenter, pull her in; you will kiss her under birchwood and break pencils to show her a home, you will sluice bad days, flounder on the good ones-- this was never about finding her, but you’re glad you did, until the people at your brother’s wedding start asking if you’re seeing someone; now you shall

let yourself carry air in your backpack, and if it is too heavy, add some keychains to help the burden-- you will meet him in a bookstore and that will be all to it until you realise you never wanted him to begin with; 

they are radiant and you paint them a beautiful name (it’s togetherness), but still you’re unsure.
to be pansexual, to not be pansexual.

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4 Comments
  • Paisley Blue

    as poetri said, THIS IS AWESOME.


    5 months ago
  • poetri

    um holy shit, this deserves SO MUCH attention.


    5 months ago
  • outoftheblue

    I agree with @inanutshell there's something really unique about your prose!


    5 months ago
  • inanutshell

    title is such a mooood. this piece is so well put!


    5 months ago