Familiar
I love the smell of cigarettes
because they remind me of my nana
and you smell like that.
Home,
in your woman’s blouse
and your cool kid sneakers.
The chin on my head feels private
and the Instagram photos are youth
and reckoning.
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Not that it makes any difference but I like to imagine that this is about a crossdresser who lives in a Cabin.
I imagine Nana doing the reckoning.
“the chin on my head feels private” is an arresting phrase. Love it.
I’m intrigued by the crossdresser living in a cabin. Seems like there is a poem or two there…