A memoir and life-writing blog
don’t speak
you’ll ruin this fantasy
the one where i imagine you to be
the same boy
who looked at me
as if i could be
his center of gravity
undeniable alchemy
but that’s just the
denial in me
grasping this intergalactic fallacy
that suddenly
feels duller
silly, really
clearing the debris
it’s plain to see, tragic
i no longer fit
your demographic
plastic,
you see,
was never my color