sonnet for steven universe.
Here is midnight, Zipporah.
Your hands have found empty space
in mine despite the crowd around us,
due to your request of purple lace
that clings to sweat against our spines. Somos imagen,
you whisper while the room begins to dim.
The crown of orchids frames your face,
leaves baby blades between our breasts
as you lead our dance across this stage.
Fusible conmigo, mi angela amor
fumbles slowly from your lips,
so I brush silver shadow on our dress
to press my needy mouth against your own
softly, breathe the satin magic from your lungs.
deziree a. brown is a black queer woman poet, scholar, activist and self-proclaimed “social justice warrior” from Flint, MI. They are currently a MFA candidate at Northern Michigan University in Marquette, MI, and often claim to have been born with a poem written across their chest. Their work has been recently published in the anthology Best “New” African Poets 2015, Duende, Crab Fat Magazine, and Razor. Twitter: @deziree_a_brown