do you remember, sweetheart, the night I broke in and painted the wall outside rose-colored? through the tiny window, you stared at my handiwork with shining eyes. though there was a wall between us I felt you shudder into becoming, handcuffs trembling on your wrists. trembling, trembling, then dropping with a clang as you exploded into stardust. in the shimmering emptiness of your cell my seashell ears echoed anxious music but I breathed you into weightless lungs and felt the longing of mother sky
For my old high school sweetheart. We struggled with our gender identities together in high school but this poem is based on a moment where we felt free of all that.