by Jack Cariad Leon
I don’t know if you remember me
but when I think of the strangely intimate moment
where I studied your features
as I learned for the first time,
exactly how a person’s face looks before crying,
I don’t know how it could have been anything
except indelible love.
I feel like if at that moment
somebody had pierced our veins,
starlight would spill out.
Jack Cariad Leon (he/him) is a transgender writer and visual artist based in Brisbane, Australia. A fan of the avant-garde, he collects dolls and art books of certain genres. He also has a deep interest in the history and lore of flowers.