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Falling Apart




     Written by L’au 
     Illustrated by Temishi Onnekikami 

     Est. Reading Time: 1 min 




maybe I rushed into it.                            this gravity between us.

I forgot that water will always

fall





through air towards a million ends,

it’s possible that I rushed into them.                       your arms.

I forgot that I hold myself more than
well, not every sun will pull
steam from the ground.
I will rise.
I will rise.
breath into my lungs and take up
the entirety of my form because 

I know that I rushed to offer it.                           my grace.

you forget that some raindrops






fall

into the arms of the ocean






 


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Published July 5, 2024
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.





Author’s Bio
L'au / zamí (they/them) is a Haitian-made, African-grown, non-binary writer and oral historian. Their ancestors protegee, zamí is leaning into the role of memory worker: the work of diasporic historian, record keeper of deaths and rebirths, preserver of queer genealogies, and witness to stories. Based in Brooklyn, NY, they can be found in conversation with other trans and gender deviant, second-generation immigrants in the spaces between gender x culture, and on the 2NDGENders Podcast.


Artist’s Bio
Temishi is a multidisciplinary artist and designer based out of Los Angeles, CA. Her favorite color is purple, and she's probably daydreaming as we speak.
 ︎temishi.com




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