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  • Buzzing bees buzz around hives
    of my skin castles,
    stretched out on too many smiles
    and compliments dropped like loose change.
    It's all too easy,
    we said over tea,
    mulling over the state of
    our wary disillusionment.
    Whatever happened to love?
    But of course it's there in between the
    teacups of our teatime
    and also in the reveries we spin incessantly,
    trying to place ourselves
    amidst this vast confusion of a community.
    So, more importantly,
    Whatever happened to simplicity?
    It's what we're all talking about,
    underneath the subversive messages
    of our post-modern new-age lingo.
    But I also want to mention our guilt
    which I can't help but feel is connected
    to something deep like our womanhood.
    Why do l feel wrong
    to wanting a monogamous relationship after months of dating?
    Why do you feel guilty for craving connection in a long-distance relationship?
    We can never do anything right as women
    so we might as well stop feeling guilty about it.
    Yet something radical is brewing
    underneath the tumultuousness of our own stories
    which we are sometimes too busy playing out.
    It sits unspoken between us
    and I'm wary to even put words to it...
    Something akin to forging a new frontier
    which sounds much more fun than it is
    because we have no road maps
    and we're wading through a lot of shit
    and we have no idea where we're going
    or if it's even going to be good when we get there.
    This is the mundane side of trail-blazing
    and we're probably some of the most un-radical looking fairies
    on the dance floor...

    But have you seen the way people watch us dance?
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