Theory on Giving Myself Away

Poetry / Edwin A. Bodney

I swallowed an entire city
and everything became a shade of blue

When I think of eating
I see your mouth making a mess of mine

My face is made of watercolor
          I am spreading this time instead of running

When I am certain of tomorrow’s
ballet pressing me out into its soft heat

I lie with pointed toes inside my bed,
my calf stretching its ripe fruit down

(skin broken
and
cleaned)

the table awaits you

To lie still for a man as he devours you
means you’ve grown outside of him

and the both of you know it

To lie still for a man who does not show,
now that is grieving

Neither of you know this

Edwin A. Bodney is a Los Angeles raised poet who writes on his experiences at the intersection of race and sexuality as a gay, black man in America. He has performed his work for universities as UCLA and USC, and has a full length book of poems titled A Study of Hands, published by Not A Cult Press. He is currently a host of one of the largest and longest running venues in the nation, Da Poetry Lounge.