Hue manatees

See cows?

Think you can break my art

With horror stories

Of motel swine exchanges

For ass and cash

The please we leave behind paintings,

Suicide notes

Of still lives

Harbors

Resentment

Rent

the price we pay

For fear of never becoming who we were destined to be

I will be the answer

An I’m possible dream

To seal searing fractures

along the aortic spine

A column of solidarity

Because I choose to love

Harder than you hate

xo

I love you so much is hurts-mum

Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty. -Gandhi