Artwork by Madelinekarita Fleming

I wrote the things
I didn’t say to you.
That when I looked
Closely at your hands
For the first time,
I knew they couldn’t
Hold all my galaxies.
That I was
Half-woman
Half-kaleidoscope—
Always changing,
Rearranging—
And you weren’t
Ready for my art.

—

Poem by Vironika Tugaleva

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