Jessica Nirvana Ram

I took the smallest of leaps today & nearly catapulted my body into the river afterward. Every little act is fireworks on my tongue, an unfolding like an origami fortune teller, creased paper holding all the answers, never giving you a straight path. I haven’t let myself feel this way in a while, a body …

My mother tells me my grandmother has begun to touch herself. Dress up, hands between her legs, furious & buckling, & I wonder: how long has it been since she’s been touched by anyone? Decades, I presume. Does there come a point in life where you stop craving pleasure or do you learn to no …