Tag: Emanuel Xavier

Mami didn’t say te amo or lo siento. /
Just said vete de mi casa /
a week later— /
like queerness was a crime, /
and your survival, an inconvenience. /

I imagine him a heartbreaker, like I grew up to be, /
perhaps with dark eyes and tattoos and a nefarious /
persona. It is said he was Puerto Rican. […]