having become nothing more than a place for immediate self-affirmation
you were
sharing,
newly underworn
in its feline
anti-climbed
808-rattled
leather turf
for leslie feinberg
in healing steam, nude for
oversized &
itchy & kiss-asking,
your aftershave
dreamworld.
frostbitten
philadelphia
an exodus
& envied, teased
scores unacrobatic,
an aporia
& soft, spit-swollen
dozes
sunlight
bleached
norwood park
your becoming
in old autumn fingers,
my physical void.
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Thomas Whittaker (they/she) is a writer of poems from South London. They write from a queer Marxist perspective about alienation under capitalism in the urban environment. She is currently particularly influenced by the writing of Antonio Negri, Heather McCalden's The Observable Universe and the music of E-40. They enjoy using obtuse basketball references in their work. She has been published by Passion of the Weiss, Impossible Archetype, Ouch! Collective and Corporeal among others. They are @thomaswithdoubt on Twitter and @acidsynthline on Instagram.