“like doves like wind ” (after SZA) by j.t. Andrews



loved a boy

call it besties / call it neighbors / call it

sleeping at foot of bed / call me


if you read this. she likes

the way i pronounce pussy

like doves like wind

like bubblegum pop


so why we caught

between sword and pen /

let me be both

the flowers & the vase /


said i like my hair long

so i shaved it and

i liked that too / & now

my hair is curlier than before.




j.t. andrews (he/him) is a poet from Texas, but he is unfortunately not a cowboy. He currently lives in Colorado, where he works on self-portraiture and building bookshelves.