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“Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you.”
the bedsheets are black and I lost you in them. the ethics of care: we are not all equal subjects. power dynamics exist in every situation. do you hide to protect yourself? do you hide because you do not care for me as much as I do you? I part the linen with bare legs, using my feet to split the bed in half. you hide. a state of panic. vulnerability looks like your smile between my legs. who is in the front seat, the one who sits or spits? affection belongs to the public realm as much as it is private. intimacy is democracy.
how do you care for yourself? how will you care for me? who will care when you stop caring? plurality is a necessity for survival. mine, yours, the community. I trust your lips will meet mine and the countries on fire will burn the impurities. look- it's nearly nightfall. you have to go. look- I won’t tell you to stay. I also won’t tell you to leave. the ethics of care, a network of relationships. how to contextualize an expression of love?
part 1: follow me home in your red truck. part 2: weave your fingers in mine. part 3: invite me to the ponderosa pine meadow. part 4: wave goodbye under the crackling stars. part 5: we should have left it there. how many devastations could have been prevented by the words we should never have said?
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