Come Closer - lines from friends and i
I asked some friends to share lines from recent work - with the caveat that they would remain anonymous. It's a cloud of feelings on friendships, the delights of summer, and the stretch of wonder between the teens and the twenty-somethings. Come and sit with us. --- “We don't see you for three months and you call us back to tell us you're a whore ?” - “I step up to pin my sister’s long black hair— My holy place: 7-ELEVEN—“ - “this is a poem because i’m sorry about touch starvation as habitual self-immolation. the way a body can burn when it is soft, how pyromanic, how unhuman.” - “Yeye remembers with the clarity of mud and the sharpness of water—“ - "Now with each burst, I think of bodies growing on distant soil, skin that has withstood salt and sea, the globe that Mama’s hands nestled between my teeth" - “and they keep playing these love songs onboard because of course and yes there were days when i was like so fucking lonely but then i kept thinking how lucky am...