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AIR

i adorn myself in blossoms 

blushed cloth rippling across my legs like  

misted waves upon a moss-slicked cliff 

painted with petals  

flecked with pollen 

tinted with tendrils of a lychee moonrise 

cottonball sakura pressed into the folds of my skirt 

 

my lover 

lifts me by the waist,

their red hair singing like wildflowers in a steamy July rainstorm

and together we 

twirl dance scream  

our song from the rooftops for all to hear 

sworls of fabric and frizzy hair float 

earrings ringing 

buoyed by bubbling laughter and constellation grins 

the breeze catches me and i melt into the velvet night 

draw asteroid rings around  

buildings pockmarked with yellow light 

in between the spokes of bridges 

trace the paths of streetlamps from the air 

 

joy  

blooms escapes tags me  

i keep chasing it 

riding tunnels of windcurrents  

collecting stars and dandelion seeds as i go 

A Short Bio:

Anthos (he/him) has been writing short stories ever since he could read. He discovered poetry thanks to his freshman English teacher. Much of Anthos's writing focuses on joy, belonging, mental illness, and his experiences as a queer person and Third Culture Kid (TCK). Anthos started off writing for myself, but now his hope is that his writing is able to help others.

ANTHOS

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