It was only when I was finally
standing face to face with
everything you have to offer
that it became clear that
you saw my body as the prize
instead of a vessel
for something more
beautiful and infinite,
that all these years
you were focused on some
trivial snippet of my soul
while entire galaxies
evolved right past you
without your ever noticing.

I am not something
you can hold in your small hands.

“Ammonite Seashell Green” by photographer Justin Flugum


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