The sea
Was
A refuge
A prayer
A different kind of
of liberation
I think about
How
Bones
And shells
The same
And I keep
Hoping
One day
Liberation
Will taste
More like
The freedom
Of the sea
And less like
The salt
Of blood

A Poem
Questioning
……………Is so
beautiful Have
…………………….You Ever
Ev
……………..er
……………………. Been caught un
awares by a
……….Child’s quest
ioning queer
ing your
……..brain in
making you ketchup
……… the sandwich
of the world?
Your drive in
…….ter
In
………..ter
………………………. rupted
…………. Goals
Re
…………..Vise
You cannot
……………Block the Sun
with the
…………………….Visor
Too
……………Bright
ly
………Eyeing
Shin
…………..shin
…………………….Shining
Quest
…………Questioning
Quer
…………Queering
………………….Queurying
Requeering
……………Requestioning
………………… Quest-Re
Queer-Re
………..Quester-Eye
………..Jester-
………..Gesture
………..In
Quire
………..You-are
Squire-
………………. ing
……..Eye-ring
Rupted
……Ter
….In
Caught
…….Ever
……………You
Been Have
…………………..Caught
Child By
Child’s Ioning
………..Quest
Queer
………..You?
Beautiful So
………..is
Questioning.
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