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i saw light catch iridescent stains on your glasses,
fixed spots below downturned eyes.
small splatters,
clear marks of tears recently shed,
that you didn't bother to wipe.
i saw
and thought,
"what beauty."
About the Creator
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I am a non-binary, trans-masc writer. I work to dismantle internalized structures of oppression, such as the gender binary, class, and race. My writing is personal but anecdotally points to a larger political picture of systemic injustice.
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