Blue

Longing has a language
that is all her own.
The language of skin,
the language of flowers.

I am a body of longing,
a vessel of language.

For you, I am calamity
in a locked box
where the key is still turning...

For you, I am a songbird
preening [my] feathers.

For you, for you,
I am a bed of roses,
blooming.

~Lang Leav, "Love Looks Pretty On You"


Blue lips
Blue veins
Blue, the color of the planet from far, far away
Blue, the most human color

~Regina Spektor, "Blue Lips"


they/them


carpe diem, stay gold, and Basil deserved better