I wanted it not to matter
for it to make no difference
for this to not be measured in these pounds of flesh
weighed and found wanting
we wanted to be free
not to measure
not to count
you mourn yourself
your particular futures
the claims you have made on them
usurped by raw fact
these things too must (sometimes) pass
“No fear exists except beginning”
It is enough
It is never enough
After, we swam in the river
trusting in the darkness
calling one another’s name
you forgot to answer and I
swam to you
blind in the blood warm water
the sacred dark
and when your hand touched mine
beneath the surface I forgot my
own name too
(2023)
