slacks

You were dressed up so handsome
for dinner the other day.
Walking along the sidewalk and
holding your hand made
(makes) me feel visible
and validated.

If I could, I would always hold your hand.
You in general. You with short locks
clipped so close to your ears, your neck skin.
You in the pinstripes, in the Dapper Dan getup.
You with hands so like mine. Hands so unlike mine…

“There are a lot of people here… a lot of straight people.”
“Yeah I think we pretty much make up the queer contingent.”
“Wanna make ’em uncomfortable?”

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2 thoughts on “slacks

  1. “Walking along the sidewalk and
    holding your hand made
    (makes) me feel visible
    and validated.

    If I could, I would always hold your hand.
    You in general.”

    Oh wow.

    Are you in my head?

    Amazing.

  2. did you WRITE this?! Oh my goodness this is the most amazing poem and I’m completely impressed. It made me laugh out loud at the “wanna make them feel uncomfortable” part. Hahah I love that.

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