This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing
this new sadness? oh my body is tired of being a body
my I love yous walk in and say I love you and sit like rooftop ice on the kitchen floor
while it rains outside in the dim light
these girlish parts of me will moon away slowly
I could be the eyeball sweetness
and my bare chest a faded pink
I am everything & nothing has happened
