, ,

Because you touched me there
at that part that does not return
that part that does not
push back against your hand
and continues to take impressions
long after you have stopped feeling
that part that I barely
take the time to tame
for fear of
unraveling sleeping curses and
hearing the lament of distant suns
that part that becomes
a vacuum of indelible desires
that part that echoes

I am incomplete

because I can’t start to believe
because I am not as beautiful
as any of them
because you sometimes look at me
but don’t see me
because my hands no longer
belong to me
because of you

“Once Upon Her Time” by photographer Vanessa Ho