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how we left – Winter Yim

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 i slink from bed
& i drag my limbs
past your grey New Balances
& your slight cache
of a stomach,
your black inked star &
crescent, sternum
stretched & anxious
thoughts tear rings
off Saturn & i want
to  slow     down. so
my footsteps don’t screech
the northern sun
exposed floorboards
& inside, i weep
glass shards, my guts
churn butter & my legs
retreat into
the clanking of paper
ice skating the table
& i’ve seen you
so far   & i start
to write   & you
sleep in. your breaths
are the moments	
before a tea
kettle whistle
& already
are you thinking
how to find a way out?

Winter Yim (they/them) is an emerging writer originally from Massachusetts and currently based in New Jersey. Their writing covers themes such as home and belonging, identity, and queerness.

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