(for Amy King)
I saw two girls holding hands,
jasmine mit in mit,
balancing together 'gainst the
icy walks, giggling,
heads bent low
& wouldn't have
thought much of it except that at the
light, when one
turned to kiss the other, on
the mouth
( a pure Sapphic one )
and leant softly
into her, both intertwining a
moment, secure
against an icy fall--then I saw
at last
the world
could finally be safe from itself
(2014)
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