Words by Anonymous
Graphic by Ben Connolly PZ ’26
Doodles by Leo Bowman PZ ’25
i am unraveling a calamitous disaster
pace, woefully languid
i’d bathe in your sunlit eyes and dance upon the freckles that decorate your arms
so i’ll let it take me
crestfallen and despondent
cuz i’m reduced to my want for you
personhood carved away
i look at the glow of the moon, my stomach has pits
i’m furiously unwinding this carefully crafted knit
as the moon reminds me of you
i’ll keep tugging,
aching with a fervent desperation
i can at least feel your gaze until it runs out
i’m curious how far you’ll let things go
it will hurt.
i just wonder how bad?
i’m letting you lead, despotically
hand in my hair, guiding me.
my ears eagerly feign whimper
i crave to know the ways that your face would contort
strained breaths, an arched back
vestiges of humanity
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