I was never taught to grieve unwanted attachments.
What do you do when your body becomes distant?
Therapists tell me it’s only a side-effect of trauma —
craving constriction & feeling every breath I take.
Love is not the same thing as becoming distant.
It is not a band-aid for fleshly problems. Surgeons
tell me I need a diagnosis for actions I take
to turn into someone I recognize in mirrors.
I lie my chance of sensation in the hands of a surgeon;
tell him the measurements of my lifelong problems.
Flesh lies to my face, even after I clean my mirror
& look at augmented-me for the last time.
To be alive is to be scarred & riddled with problems.
To be dead is to give up ideas for birth. Google says
that every cell in my body has a finite span of time
except the mind; I’ll always grieve unwanted attachments.
2020
Shorty
Contemporary
2023
Body & Body Image
LGBTQ+ Experience
Poetic Form
Pantoum
a Malay verse form, imitated in French and English, consisting of quotations with an abab rhyme scheme linked by repeated lines
Rhetorical Question
a question asked for effect, not necessarily to be answered