smooth droplets of haiku glaze over this room sweat-silked skin soona soft
yellowing light until a molasses-like substancewe slowmy sides
discuss thinning boundaries
over breakfastthis single-flipwaffle maker we bought
yesterday stillproviding some warmth
i wish i could
fossilize this momentinto amberbefore burning
too much was evera possibility
this connectionlagging or lackingor folding back into ourself
bodied shrines
so easily giving to candle waxfake flavoring sprinkled
throughout this communal droughtwe flickeronly when we think
we’ve figuredthe solution outpaints with same black ashes
favoring the spreadof blow fliesuntil we feelsomething sticking
this roofour mouth:
n.b. is a poet exploring queer ecologies and currently residing on Duwamish land in Seattle, Washington. They earned an MFA from Boise State University. Their work is also featured in a self-published, fat-forward zine titled Behold. They are currently working on guerrilla art installations around the city.