when delivering his first black and tan
I leaned over the bar
and stated
you make me feel normal
and he said
you make me feel normal
and he upheld a soft fist
at shoulder height
as if beginning to sign the alphabet
and laid the ‘a’ promptly
on the heart cage
at the base of his sternum.
(in solidarity, we stand)
Leisha Nicole Stanek
Midwestern woman wandering, writing, welcoming the shared energy of humans to piece together our purpose. Collector of art, books, tattoos and men between sheets. If whiskey laced coffee were a permissible and actual form of daily hydration; tomorrow it would begin.
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