THREE ENTRIES

ANDREW KAHN

[1]

I’m also trying to make an identity at the same time
I might get my ear parts
Parsed
Earring
Lobes are tingling right this moment both of them
They must be talking about each other somewhere
Right ear queer
Queer ear parts
Do I have to make time for anything else
While I dream of adolescing? No
I am occupied totaling cars
I am teenagers
I die on the way to the prom
Body parsed everywhere

 

[2]

Got my gay ear purchased
Gold piercing
I am aware of it constantly
And thou shalt bind them for a sign
Everyone on the street is responding to it
When they make a bad face
According to my psychology
I am self-conscious
I placed a jar in Tennessee
I literally bought a bomber jacket at a vintage store
Mustache
I am going by the book
Dude are onto me
Sorry

 

[3]

With every passing day
My passing privilege passes away
I am mourning it
Along with my mother
Less than a bee sting
I say to the piercer
It didn’t hurt much (like a shot from doctor) but feels a little weird physically now but that is probably definitely psychology
I text Heather
Maybe I can hide it?
If I am in a dangerous situation
Like a cave
(The light could glint in a cave
I am beset by homophobes
There is something here that I want)

ANDREW KAHN’s work has appeared in Slate and the Washington Post. He lives in New York City.