SIT DOWN, PAIR UP

two white dresses at a wedding will command stares. 
a change of outfit is not granted; 
there are so many skeletons in my closet
that i can’t tell my backbones from belts. 

i can choose to smile and wave like i 
have always,
a rag doll pinned onto a cork board to be 
sliced, diced, and everything nice. 

to iron out my incompatibilities,
a creaseless palm clutching the smallest of 
infinities that persuade me to let go of
cards that no longer serve purpose

for i am a temporary tattoo,
the last page of a calendar, 
counting down to when i won’t fit the 
occasion anymore 

feliz navidad

Christmas has always been my favourite time of the year but I never understood why. I can’t say that I do now, but I think that it has a lot to do with the communal spirit of excitement in the air regardless of one’s profile. The occasion also has a lot of sentimental value to me because, well, it’s been one of the only constants in my life, even if the way I experience it changes as I age.

Merry Christmas wherever you are from wherever I am, and all the best for the year ahead.

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