now now now

for the 5 hundred eighty-ninth time i ask him what’s wrong

this time he tells me

so i can blow his worries away like dandelion fluff

i see tears well in eyes forbidden, taught not to cry

afterwards he melts into me, curls against me


faun thigh over my hip


tension goes from his princely brow

to me he is just a boy

im a black woman: the unbroken expanse of the universe

he is a tiny ant busy with trivialities

but he notices me now

now he yields






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