Bodies are meant to hold other bodies,
I’ve heard,
but when it’s time I can never
let myself begin / what’s the meaning
of acceptance if everything collapses
Go tell a tree
It’s beautiful and watch it
Lean a little more
Towards the road.
I haven’t made this easy. You may unbutton
my blouse, but you cannot unlace my ribcage.
This story has five acts that reflect on the artist’s confrontations with the challenges of performing to the standards of social expectations…
…it is an odyssey of self-affirmation for an aromantic woman under siege by a society that does not yet understand her.
“I - really? You still want to be friends even if I don’t want to date you?”
“’But for one glorious moment, I touched the sun.’”
Daniel Yo-Ling interviews Dr. Pragati Singh