Narisma

Moonrise at Avenue H

after Noreen Ocampo

Let’s kill the streetlights.

Tonight, you’re the only guide

I need. You, who shrieks habibi

Every Thursday afternoon. You,

With the apple sauce in your hair.

Brooklyn is sweeter thanks to you.

Tonight, we meet our darling who

Took his pen and drew to life the stars.

We board the Q train without

Any destination in mind.

Venus, bless our trajectory.

Tonight, we want nothing but Mustafa,

Idrees, the gay bar, seventeen trees,

Your pink body across my face.

Venus, we’re coming for you.

Help us spin laughter out of darkness.

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