Hours pass in the lecture hall of these beds.
My armpit, your left shoulder. On camera,
all of Quebec between us,
we will talk about how my stitches, and the wounds
they clench, dissolve in your gaze. But first,
let’s get the orgasms out of the way, clear our heads.
Later, you’ll read my shame and make an offering—
put it just so—like no one has:
that’s not what that feminism is for, nolan.
And I even believe
the things you see when you look at me,
my bare chest backlit by the lamp, your eyes scorched
The man I have become,
the girl I was long ago jumping from the swing set
landing with both feet in the gravel firm. I was really there,
a kind of knowing.
You make it feel like that again,
easy to trust what is plain. We are who we are,
mountains hold power, and the geese are beautiful.
Nolan Natasha Pike is a writer, comedian, and multi-disciplinary artist living in Halifax, Nova Scotia. Nolan was shortlisted for the Atlantic Writing Competition in 2012 and the Geist Postcard Contest in 2013. His poetry will be published in the upcoming issue of Event magazine. Nolan’s literary work is comprised of poetry, fiction, and a critical theory practice examining metaphor as inherently queer language. He is currently working on the completion of his first novel and attempting to eat less Kraft Dinner, both of which are proving challenging.