The Lies That Help Me Sleep by Keana Águila Labra

i. the moon wraps her
hands around me, the
light awash in my hair
(the soft beams become
harsh luminescence)
ii. I trade waterfall
for sink water
I would trade anything
to have No Face

my hands only hold
disgust towards myself
iii. lessons are taught
in cycles, and I was
older than most when
I learned to ride,
if I close my eyes
these lights become
the moon

and all is forgiven.

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