IMAGINE MORE
a poem featured in the Queer Ghouls' Paranormal Field Guide zine
IMAGINE MORE two things can be true at once, and you can make the third choice, too. there's an old tire swing swaying you just jumped from it into a pile of soft leaves i built the pile for you so you would giggle when you landed so you could look up from the pile and see the sky up above turning the sky is grey -er you ask me why they call it blue? i can't explain it yet learning masking so i tell you to imagine more there's a dinosaur! you sing pointing to the sky, to the clouds up there so i tell you... the sky is full of everything that's ever been said S.L. 2024