Graphic by Kayleigh Woltal
sit on the porch and let the popsicle from my hand drip to create something new for the ants to triumph over as i lick endlessly to satisfy myself as well lets grab the paper & pencil from the table because (youknow) i can[’t] do this by myself and learn to draw new shapes: ill connect.– –.the.– –dots. if you just draw them there for me (youknow) there are a thousand of stars staring at me once i walk out that door and i know that you see them too so why don’t you point at them –connect them (with me) Acknowledge or will it just be a repeat of what we do (youknow) every day after i grab that lunchbox, (pb&j&honeycrisp) after i walk out that door and then ill scream and scream and scream because i dont know what else to do anymore but to scream and let my voice crack at the pitch the tone the urgency i dont know how to do it anymore &i just want to know how it this made i made you feel you know?