WHEN I SAY I AM LIKE MIDWESTERN SEASONS by SAGE SHEMROSKE

I love temperate climates
and love like them
Never choosing indefinitely rain or snow or sun

My interests include
sex and politics
Anything that is about desire
and continually in need

Since birth I have demanded attention
I have never once owned grease
I sit at the intersection of controversy and insatiability

I do not think there is anything wrong with wanting more
It is not my fault that you can ask for water and fill up your cup with pop
and that endless bread baskets exist
and that some fences are low enough for me to climb over

I will always want
and am always feeling
And because of that
split into fours
Skin pruning with some kind of wetness

Because I can’t just not take anything my hands can carry


Sage Shemroske is one of many queer poets working out of the Chicagoland area. They have very few credentials but do have a therapist who is very supportive of their art. Find them tweeting about things that would make their dad uncomfortable @witchxtits

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