You act like loving me is liminal like liminal
means It’s not you it’s me. Like liminal means
I’m going to summer camp now.
I’m upset when Gravity, 2013 plays
on the TVs at Best Buy like I should want to
watch two beautiful white people in space
like we should believe
there’s no drag & Alfonso is just cross-
dressing George Clooney in astronaut gear
like acting in space is possible when we’re
all spending the next 60 years dying.
You drive me home whatever that means
when I still live in my parents’ basement
& I sleep in a single bed.
I say home like home means where my parents
live. You say your life isn’t beautiful enough
for creative non-fiction, but I think
it belongs in a poem.
Z.Y. YANG (they/her) is a writer, poet, and haver of many names. They were born in Wuhan, China and grew up in Alberta, where they currently live and write on Treaty 6 Territory. Their poems have appeared in Room, Poetry is Dead, and Plenitude, as well as forthcoming in the anthology What You Need to Know About Me (The Hawkins Project).