dear

curly hair and high waisted levis;

dear pull ups and pants falling down;

dear dark face mask and mumbled threats;

dear implicit bias

who I bump elbows with

on the morning commute.

dear

any number of herschels and horn-rims;

dear breath-taking

heartbeat skipping

beautiful androgyny;

dear uncleared browser history from last night;

dear good jeans and better shoes;

dear dunkin donuts large, lots of cream and sugar;

dear second bottle of white wine;

dear legs frantically crossed and uncrossed

dear sightless eyes that I see all across town.

 

I wanted to write you, despite not knowing

quite what to say.

 

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