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The Fag Hag

Paolo Sumayao

I have given to the world my body—


famished by their wrath, 

dried up by the char of their needs, 

hollowed by their hunger for 

what is not in me. 


I have given to them my body as it bathes

on a hopeless thinking

that it is unscathed.


I have submitted to them 

my body but not my heart


(my mind’s best friend, my soul’s dwelling.)


What my heart holds—

why the world refused to take it—

is a poem 

only you could comprehend

and perhaps have it as your own.


All I can give you is my heart—

my mind’s best friend, my soul’s dwelling—


and nothing more.