up by ekin aydoğdu

​say boy say gold say sunset say
i’m here i’m here i’m here &
petals will unfurl / don’t think
about how your palms ache &
smell of fear at night / say boy
instead say rose say pink say 
it wasn’t a dream & your bones 
will tremble like the wind in 
coarse hands / the light will fill
your throat like your body is 
stained glass / so say boy say 
soft say love / look up & let the
warmth nestle into your chest

✱✱✱

Ekin Aydoğdu hopes to fly one day, but for now calls Istanbul home. Their work has recently been featured in Vagabond City Lit and 2412 by Platypus Press. (twitter @throatmoon)