ballet
rocks with stainless
tanned
freckles; your eyes
will
be our fairy-tale. i reckoned
your
regurgitated timids and
i
allowed them to dim my
skin
until there were
no
more stars left in our skies.
there
was always more than one.
for
me, it never danced alone.
you
missed the congregation of
our
stapled voices and we are
freedom
speeches’ tomorrow.
