Cut here
I have loved you
like a woman loves another woman,
I have loved you as a man loves another man,
as a soul that has touched another soul
beyond the flesh
beyond that which
we strip
and tune,
these makeshift bodies
are for us to shead
once we outgrow
the roles our mother gave us.
I'll cut here,
the zipper on your back
gets stuck on the teeth
and the bones,
as this skin
grows small for you,
I'll cut here
the red thread
held us together
it seems.

















