By Tangerine Tako
How your arms wrap around my waist In dark corners
How you look at me through your rear view mirror
Intoxicated by your porous breath, I reach out into nothingness
What’s that chirping in your rib cage?
Constantly hiding shadows behind the chipped nail polish on your toes
A stolen feeling
A fleeting moment
I know I could’ve saved you
Our mothers have been waiting with bated breath
Hoping that their cries draw maps on our palms to lead us home
When did plugging our faces with bleeding kisses become our ritual sacrifice
Counting and recounting
We’ve never reached the end.
In our undoing, we became lighter
Darker in our thoughts