ampersand

I cried over punctuation. 

I saw myself in the commas, twisting their limbs to fit in. My heartbeat in the decimal kerning, a great need to breach the divide. 

You cut an avocado the short way and strangely, I felt closer to you.

You said you were more of an ampersand and I laughed knowing and not all the same.

-b

May 18, 2020