A trip to Oaxaca: on the first plane




uncurling emotions 
marked by a nipple twitch on this stale plane 
where neighbors read about this nipple I just wrote 

now we have two and are missing the rest 

persons. 

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uncurling emotions 
this is what it means to 

the music paused. 
the coco cola is go

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uncurling emotions 
this what I imagine this newfound 

“imagining my man” 
anything Aldous Harding 

a cold 
nose 

a plastic tray 
a pool of peaches and others 

meet a meat slab on a cheese slab on a brioche bun, spiraled into actual croissant 
crossed saint 

a crisp kit         kat

hunched my spine pours me to my plate  

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a feeling of almost sick 
to take a lysine 

chills, cooling chills. I want to cry. I want to cry. I want to cry and not talk about family. I want to not mention how my brother cried. how I spent twelve hours with my brother crying. 

a trip to oaxaca



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