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Loveexpand_moreI want to bring the duality of us together, not spar with language.
They give me a pitying look, as if I am alone, and they are invincible.
He drew on time, and space, he drew on his powers, and their sleep.
I never prayed before. Since this happened I’ve been praying every night.
No one in Lagos slouches. Bravado pulsates through the room.
I made him love me. To feel abandonment—again.
No woman he’d ever been with responded so unmistakably.
Whatever was wrong with his brain, he could still smell her skin.
You know that sex isn’t everything. It’s time to get a move on.
My sister says, vicious as possible, “Don’t you dare try to protect me.”
She has beautiful cheekbones, but her eyes are nearly colorless.
The city is lit with all its lights. I’m up in the air. It is yes until I die.
Napoleon, who can say you don’t deserve my allegiance?
“I have a sneaking suspicion that we’re the same person,” she says.
He spoke of the river’s origins as though telling of the birth of a god.
Your voice on the phone, a gesundt in dein keppel you blessed my head.
I slide my heart inside a folded sheet of paper and tape down the opening.
You’re safe here. A prison might be the safest place to meet a man.
Remind the children never to use the state as a metric for ethics.
Robin Troy
The wine was administered to Theo’s lips, and then the rest of us.
There was something that eluded me, that was always outside the frame.
An expansion into light, or we could have been, or were for a moment.
Don’t worry baby, that’s just the way things be sometimes.
Some portion of love is braided from lying, from the names of distance.
Break me like bread. Take me apart. Strip each rib down to light.
Abe shot himself, first year out of high school. Assholes said he was queer.
“Leaving for war, Hayes wept. He didn’t just cry; he wept...”
His eyes, dark brown and unwavering as he delivered the details.