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2 Black neurodivergent queers meet at a bar
One extends a rainforest palm
The other clasps and shakes Sahara
In the middle, a summer storm takes place
Settles them down
Somewhere south
Somewhere south of wherever
Somewhere south of anywhere but here
On a brown skinned
Sun shined porch
Wrapped around the body of a ground up home
Painted the colors of all the flowers
Any flowers
Every.Single.One
Tulips line the rocking chair
Swaying synonymous
Harmonizing with their buzzy friends
Dandelions waltz wind
Up and around the nose, eyes, ears
Katydids line the earth road with their
Soprano songs
Grasshoppers tune their beat
To whatever’s in that kitchen cast iron an crackling
Oh how I wish to transport
To such a green governed ground
To be a single blade of grass amongst a forested army
To have the privilege of not being a punchline
To travel freely in this flesh
But today we’re here
Holding hands in the center of
An unmasked bar in the humid-haunted Midwest
Looking to each other
Folding towards each other
Like two sunflowers caught
In the center of a summer storm