A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 07/18/20: sleep with me
no, not like that.
be so comfortable with me
that you would fall asleep
feeling warm and safe
with me beside you.
I want you to lie next to me
squeeze my hand
run your fingers through my hair
hold me close
and let me do the same to you.
"magic in bed"
as in teach me magic tricks under the sheets.
"show me how to have a good time"
by helping me build a blanket fort.
"make love"
by loving me the way I want to be loved.
and I hope
that you'd love
being loved
that way too.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 08/29/20: The Perfect Match
I close my eyes. Concentrate.
The perfect boy. What does he look like?
Tall, dark, handsome. The fairest of them all. Acne-scarred. Crooked teeth. Disheveled. Neat. Stocky. Beanpole. Vintage. Trendy. Pale. Tan. Kinky hair. Fluffy hair. Straight hair. His eyes-
Look into his eyes.
They’re not there. Nothing is there. It’s a blank avatar, a mental mannequin I’ve been playing dress up with.
What color are his eyes?
My eyelids scrunch in frustration. I groan, and take some deep breaths.
A different approach, then. The perfect girl. And instead of looks – what’s her personality?
Soft, comforting. Hard, grounding. Vibrant. Muted. Outgoing. Reclusive. Dense. Perceptive. Mysterious as the sea, with hidden depths. As open as the sky, yet tempestuous. When she touches me-
Hold her hand.
It’s vapour. Mist in my mind. I reach towards the image that was never there. How can I make it seem real?
Tilt your head to hers. Run your hands up her waist. Kiss he-
No. I can’t do this.
You can do this.
I can’t.
Kiss her. Deepen the kiss. Slip your tongue into-
I snap. My eyes fly open, and my breaths are so short and panicked that I want to scream. How can this be so hard for me? It shouldn’t be this hard for me.
Imagine the perfect match.
I don’t want-
Imagine it.
Someone who would love me. Someone who would care about me. Someone I would want to hold in my arms.
Someone who will kiss you. Someone who will marry you. Someone who will have sex with you.
A million different outfits flicker through my mind’s eye. Skin tones, hair, body type, butch, femme, but there’s no one there, no one is there-
You’re in bed together.
I’m not there. It’s not me who’s doing those things. It’s my fantasy, and yet, it’s not me.
You are kissing them passionately.
I try to claw my way back into my own imagination, even as I grow more and more detached from it.
You are getting undressed. You are undressing them.
And-
I don’t feel anything.
Why-
Why I can’t feel anything?
…
What’s wrong with me?!
I stop. Force my head to clear, even as my thoughts race.
Everybody loves someone like that! Why can’t I love someone like that? Why does it feel so wrong?
Force my thoughts to clear, because they’re making my heart race.
I don’t want this.
But maybe, someday,
You will.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 11/09/20: Container
All I am
is what you
want from me.
I know there's
more to me
than this, but.
I'm boxed in
too cramped to
feel my self.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 12/01/20: i made up the light at the end of the tunnel
what is left of this battered body
and shattered mind
will find (should find, must find)
a reason to stay alive.
no light, no life, no sight
but that which i wish to see:
a time, abstract, before me,
where i can laugh, love,
and be whole
once more.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 10/11/20: Bliss
What have I done for this kiss?
I don't deserve to have such bliss.
How could I ever be worth you?
I don't deserve to have your bliss.
My life has never felt worth living-
and yet, I can't deny this bliss.
Your love makes me want to love me.
Someday, I will accept this bliss.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 10/23/20: None of it
In the end, nothing really matters.
All we can do is love and love
until our hearts stop beating
and our bones turn to dust.
My memory is
fleeting, but it's
enough. You
lived in
it.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 11/20/20: This isn’t just about French
Girls are feminine,
boys are masculine
and it's always been that way.
Dresses are feminine,
suits are masculine,
and that's how it's supposed to be.
Chairs are feminine,
beds are masculine,
and you'll just have to live with that.
Tables are feminine,
walls are masculine,
and there's nothing you can do about it.
Doors are feminine,
ovens are masculine,
and gender is made-up nonsense.
But it's also important,
so learn about it,
and make sure you get pronouns right.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 11/11/20: Elegy to an Empty Bedside
Your weight
shifted
from beside me
to inside me.
The sheets
are too cold
without you
to pull them away.
I curl up beside
the empty space
and try to remember
your warmth.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 10/06/20: casual
holding hands,
leaning on her shoulder,
twirling your fingers in his hair,
kissing for no reason-
sudden, spontaneous,
casual, intimate love.
seeing it
does something to my chest.
i'm happy for you
and i think i'm jealous
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 09/13/20: Spot
There is a spot
between us
where my
racing head
lies upon
your sleeping heart.
I would do anything
for that spot
where the warmth
of our bodies
rest together,
yours and mine.
I would die
for the sake
of that spot,
for it fills me
with a comfort
worth living for.
I will fight
for the peace
that comes
with that spot,
with knowing
you are next to me,
lovely,
loving
me.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 10/09/20: Love Poem
Shall I compare thee to a – to a… hm.
O my Luve is like a red, red, rose,
because it’s… red. And pretty
like you? Oh, damn it all.
How do I love thee?
…
How do I love thee?
I love thee the way one loves
a laugh that makes one
light with life, a laugh
that fills one up
until I’m thinking of nothing but
the way that laugh
tips your head
and shows your smile
and sounds like my heart’s symphony
sung in a way I’ve never heard before.
I love thee the way
that makes one
spontaneously write poems
that make me
feel so vulnerable
that maybe
I’ll crumple up this sheet of paper
and never give it to you.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 10/16/20: Cobblestone
We don't look great,
we don't all match,
we're pretty scuffed,
and rather rough.
Come together
last forever
through the weather
altogether.
It shouldn't work
the way it does,
but we're close
and that's enough.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 08/28/20: out of my mind
i'm going
out of my mind
but i'm already
out of my mind
feeling nothing, being nothing, as i am
out of my mind
and if i'm
out of my mind
then i'm not
out of my mind
i am gone, far away, to a place where
no one will mind
least of all me.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 09/26/20: De“motivation”
I know what you mean by it.
“There’s room to improve.”
Pushing me farther, harder.
“You have do better.”
And I wish I could appreciate it.
“You’re lucky to have these opportunities.”
But I resent it.
“I’ve given up so much for you.”
Because not a moment-
“You can’t relax.”
goes by-
“Don’t waste time.”
without reminder-
“Look at how well they’re doing.”
that I-
“This isn’t enough.”
I’m not enough.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 12/07/20: Alone
Anxiety fills me as
loneliness consumes me,
overwhelmed by
nobody, surrounded by
everybody.
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A Story A Day Keeps COVID Away – 12/04/20: Hypotension
Shift your weight
stop the flood
keep your balance
bag of blood
lest you fall
with a thud
to your knees
your knees
your knees
you were standing
were you standing?
can you see?
can you breathe?
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