i want to live without the fear of deportation

but i don’t got that privilege
so i grab my phone, download grindr
share my nudes with those who ask

i invite the hairy, stocky femme over & we explore our bodies
lick each other’s neck, ears, pits, and nips
he bites my belly ←→ i bite his thigh

we touch one another in places we didn’t know we had
when we are tired of grabbing, pulling, and caressing, we kiss and kiss
until i reach for the drawer and imagine the virgin of guadalupe weeping with approval

i take out the leather collar and leash adorned with a sterling silver buckle and snap hook
we decide that we both want to wear them so we take turns in being free
every tug and pull opens a new portal to the future, a world that could have been and is

how dangerous we are to know of our aliveness and pleasure
how criminal we are to experiment with our power, our softness
how terroristly of us to know that at that moment, the world is us, we are the world

he cums on my right leg and cock, i cum on his torso
we lick each other thoroughly, eat our own liquids, ‘tis our rebirth
we lay next to one another, each of our legs propped on the others leg and we fall asleep

when we wake, we commit to world again and again
i spit in his mouth, he spits in mine, we moan loud enough for my neighbors to grow quiet
and in that moment i realize that yes, this is why i crossed a fucking border