of course, you are a poet every time love becomes undeniable, uncontrollable—even unsuitable. of course, these sensations move you to the point of complete surrender. when your inhibitions take over and you release needless performance altogether. they guide you silently as if the trees have been whispering to us this whole time, as if the flowers have been singing our names back to us, and all we had to do was listen. can you do that? can you listen to your most indispensable desires? will you give into them when the time comes?
say, you only have one night to confess. your body, scared of what it deems most beautiful. doesn’t that make all of us? we shrink in the presence of the thing we desire the most, afraid that it might not actually want us back. how can it? how can a being so divine be so within reach? impossible. what did I do to deserve this? I feel like I am holding the entire universe in my arms right now. I love you. I love you. I love you. of course you’re a poet, your heart is on fire. so loud and proud of all that it loves. I don’t know if we’ll ever see each other again. I love you. i’ll see you in my dreams. I love you. this love has changed me. I love you. this love will never change inside me. I love you. this dream is love worth of many lifetimes. I love you. I can’t believe we get to coexist in this wormhole together. I love you. I can’t believe that time and space are being so generous to us. I love you. may this love sink, simmer and stay with me for as long as I know how to love. may the lack of physical closeness inspire me to dream and embody sacred, revolutionary hope instead of leaning into a feigned sense of separation in a world that isn’t separated at all.
of course, i’m a poet. changed by divine forces and gifted a love that has chosen me instead of me seeking it out. to be changed like this is to be truly free. to love like this is to respire like the land—instinctive and necessary.
queer love as revolution, as ancestry, as lineage, as love for the land and its people, as in every single being is rooted within the same center. queer love as in we grieve together. queer love as in our capacity for love is exuberant. queer love is fall of empire. queer love as medicine to systemic oppression. queer love as in fuck binaries and linearity. queer love as love for all the in-betweens. queer love as transitional. queer love as friendship. queer love as trans love as divine love. queer love as source, as relational healing. queer love as in fuck genocide. queer love as in call it as it is. queer love as expansive and limitless. queer love as true solidarity. queer love that challenges our capacity to feel, hold and show up for higher purpose. queer love as in we will not settle for less. queer love as freedom of expression and way of life. queer love as collective liberation. queer love as unrelenting devotion. queer love that mirrors the self and the other. queer love is prayer to my grandmother. queer love is surrender. queer love is acceptance and release. queer love is justice. queer love is mercy. queer love as undeniable oneness with the heartbeat of the earth. queer love is our communal homecoming.
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