a team

By Sonam Kaloti, Arts Editor

Many boyfriends and girlfriends are great
to have. Genderfluid—and you could be straight
if we didn’t date. Cards off? Fine, a soulmate
and a schoolmate buying real estate:
my weekends and weekdays. I orchestrate
these pretty boys with poise and perforate
the noise, confusion, and jealous heart rate
contusions threatening us all with hate.
Who to bring to Christmas? To celebrate?
To call? It’s not eight ball, there’s a teammate.
Switch so they won’t suffocate from my weight,
with less days each so they can tolerate
how much love I need to resuscitate.
I’m worth it (I hope) to infatuate.