On Lonely Tricks
FOR VALENTINE’S HERE AT ARGOT WE’RE DOING SOMETHING SPECIAL.
A WEEK OF STORIES, PERSONAL ESSAYS AND ART ABOUT BEING ALONE.
WE HOPE YOU ENJOY IT.
The nonprofit of my soul raises funds
and hosts opportunity every year
to keep me still.
Let’s get this right, the self I am
smells like a sunset on a Friday:
finger-snapping gorgeous.
Most days, anyway.
There are days I negotiate
with the mirror.
Give me a face with enough
grace for a Valentine’s date.
Lonely tricks
me into dark corners.
I can’t always find the entrance
to love me.
I want to love me so hard
I want to love me so hard
lonely won’t lie.