teach me how to girl
my fingers pale against your stomach
your boyfriend’s bike jolts us toward
al-anṣariyyah mountains in the distance
house lights flicker like christmas
you find an old roof
you kiss a boy and i watch
a stolen cousin a lesson brewing
running beyond the borders
of cannot
to live through the night i lie
to my father to your father
we went on a joywalk just the two of us
and we let loose
on a dry afternoon
marjuuha swings our girlbodies
you show me how to touch
forget the boys the men
your fingers smell of oranges
zest against the grate
skin the rind
skin the pith
let me eat it
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