How I now desire
                                                  My father, The father,
               Posthumously — 

After death. A man 

                                 Whose fists! 
                                                  Rape the door &
              Left holes 

                              Scattered throughout

Pockets of my living.

                                                His blood, purpled;
                                   The center of a fig.

                    I have his likenesses:

                                    Cock, skin, hair. Where
                        My eyes stay tucked.

Do I scare you, Mother?

                                  I click my tongue & say     

                       Expel, remove, cower from,

                                                        Cut-out, remove, remove,
Leave me alone! Father.
               Father, farther, farther. Now,

                                                  Stay. Stay, I forgive you.

                               I leave you your blood 

No one can clean.

Anthony Aguero is a queer writer in Los Angeles, CA. His work has appeared, or will appear, in the Carve Magazine, Rhino Poetry, Cathexis Northwest Press, 14 Poems, Redivider Journal, Maudlin House, and others. Instagram & Twitter: shesnotinsorry

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