for miss lizzie, lena mcpherson, lauren olamina, marie levant
and their real-life counterparts
how do i tell you
i can belong to no one
because i belong to all?
i am always myself
and others;
walking between worlds,
i could be snatched from your arms
before your next stroke
return with knowledge of
ancient ritual and
a recipe for a healing bath
before the next.
who takes my place?
usually one of your past life lovers
grateful for the chance to see you again.
she'll offer blessings
later...
before i can tell you
i love you
i have to determine
which voice i'm speaking in
who i'm speaking for
what language i'm translating from
and what part of you
i'm speaking to...
it will be
complicated
with me.
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