1. You should care about you. Unbrushed teeth chatter, loved ones surround you, how are you doing really; are you sad?
By Alexandria Afanador6 years ago in Poets
I want to feel your cold metallic ringed fingers wrapped around my overexposed throat, wait for your knuckles’ imprint to stain my
Slanty eyes do not call for epithets of “chink” and “oriental;” My abacus does not function under slanted bigotry. Deep ochre colored, almond shaped eyes fail to see
I look through a dirty phone screen at the scruff lined face before me. I take in bark brown eyes as they connect with mine,
Her hair a messy, dark auburn. Bangs frame diamond shaped face, glasses rest on tanned, strong bridge of nose and lips lay atop each other,
It’s 2 PM, 35,000 feet in the air. Two drinks in and we are gleeful, constricted in a tight row of seats. He draws with close-mouthed fervor, an earnestness in the flick of his hand,