I imagine being

 

Haley Lee

 

 

 

 

the way your face

grooves impossibly

light with me like how

I imagine your first

time bent over a piano

an image so apart I

can’t help but circle

between then and

how we will become

thought of streakless

as in association love

absorbs itself

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Haley Lee lives and writes in Brooklyn, NY. 

 

 


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