M. Hank

You, like sugar, I desire. 

You, like sugar crystals, shine in the light.  

You, like sugar, make me high. 

And you, like sugar, make me crash.  

Purple paper ripped out of my notebook 

you're beautiful in all the ways 

it says in my purple fountain pen 

I taught my sister how to hold the pen 

and she wrote me the note 

You’re perfect just the way you are,
but here’s a serum for that scar.
Love yourself, embrace your face,
but first, some contour 

you know, just in case.

I wasn’t sure

how many people would be there

it wasn't the biggest protest in the state,

the one that we went to, that is.

we think

about

(at least)

500 

people came.

5

0

0

the permanent marker squeaks across the page black sharpie mimic the scream rage & awareness & hands off hands off hands OFF MY BODY you call this democracy?