Like Peter Gabriel once exclaimed, "I have the touch". John Lennon also opined "Love is real, love is touch".
a few of my family members do not approve of affectionate gestures like embracing in hugs or the occasional shoulder tap. i feel like i am the one who is awkward now. Bodies are meant to be celebrated. i live with people who do not respond positivity to my curious nature of Touch.
Like Peter Gabriel once exclaimed, "I have the touch". John Lennon also opined "Love is real, love is touch".
a few of my family members do not approve of affectionate gestures like embracing in hugs or the occasional shoulder tap. i feel like i am the one who is awkward now. Bodies are meant to be celebrated. i live with people who do not respond positivity to my curious nature of Touch.
I am sorry that your family have made you feel strange, little voice.
keep singing the body electric.
'may the arms of those you love ungirth you, and you them.'
after all: what is the body if not the soul, and the soul the body?
perhaps that is why your Words touch, when the hands cannot.
her death
a year ago this month
and the small white room
reserved—
its barrenness, isolation
beyond the pulse
of IVs, monitors, struggle—
except for me
suddenly alone
wanting to leave
wanting to touch.
so beautiful; so strange, so sore. such longing. i hope your outstretched arms are met, little voice.
Thank you.
thank you, dear Nadia. I hope the season is treating you sweetly <3