LGBTQ+ Poem: Calendula Summer, by Noam Audrid

You were mine for one summer
A flash in time – medicinal remedy
Of oppressive wounds from an oppressive system – two, you
Write your queer poetry
And I’m proud to be yours

Calendula summer stuck
With sickly sweet sap on my weathered fingers
Two thousand miles but I miss you so –
Your wannabe marigold

Marry, grow old, never to be, the sun –
Setting, a memorized calendar reminds me
Of my medicine turned weed
In the northwestern sun

Calendula summer harvested
The pieces of me, the pieces of you
As we sheared off the stems
By degrees we wilted away
And buried intertwined roots
Perchance to return
Next spring

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