what lesbian porn has done for me
After Donika Kelly & Vievee Francis
the women, small and neat,
top each other like
slices of wonder bread.
when she and i
finally meet,
we knead each other—
fresh dough—
adjusting our
rehearsed finger-tread.
outside, magnolias
cup their sepals
like good hands.
inside, we spade
like leaves: tenderly,
and only at each other’s bidding.
when my sister
stopped speaking to me,
what she wanted
was for my body
to stop speaking.
now look: i fold what suits
me in the loaf of my thighs.
i am learning
how to call my
self, how to put my mouth
on whatever i like.
Notes:
Audio poem performed by the author.
Source:
Poetry
(November 2023)
