Three Poems by Brandon Blue

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The Twin Fawns
After Peregrine Honig’s The Twin Fawns

In the backroom of this club
music so loud you could never
hear the traffic, a drag queen downstairs
collecting dollars with a Whitney mix
silhouettes fill and come to life
draping themselves in who I want
to be— like those two asleep
coiled next to this night’s lover
too many vodka tonics I’m sure
listening for movements— heart beats
never a thought of who’s watching
never a thought of how they’ll be seen
just asleep with a brother and never
of the labor that brought them to pasture.

Brandon Blue is a black, queer poet and French teacher based in Washington, DC. He is a reader for Storm Cellar Magazine and his work has or will appear in [PANK], Rigorous, Lucky Jefferson, and more. Follow him on social media @writindirty_


Image by Kaloozer, CC BY 2.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0>, via Wikimedia Commons

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