IN WHICH I HIDE LOVE LIKE LOCKS IN MY STOMACH FOLDS by DIANA KHONG

in red season, my teeth hang off hinges
and i’m tonguing door stops with my
knees staked into the linoleum until
you are home again.
you loved me once before i knew what
a past tense was and netted myself in
a set of skeleton keys, that is my body,
i say; i say it — my body is here
you loved me once, twice removed.
i am still red where you slotted your body into mine.

Diana Khong is a queer poet and artist of color from Massachusetts. She is currently on the five-femme of color team curating the small zine, Ascend, and the literary magazine, Girlfruit. Her work takes on modern colonization, life post-diaspora, and what it feels like to be a Vietnamese woman in a white man’s America. She is 16.

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