i hold my tongue thinking it’s a hand. how
delicious. i am reclaiming some monsters
from under the bed. ask the girl who covered
her ears when she heard your name. we laugh
when they tell us some names are detonation.
i am tongue in hand, some promises in fists. and
ginger nails slipping thoughts in length. some
days we look out of the window when pale ocean
sees blue faces, and laugh. i come back in palms
as lines our grandmothers read behind glasses.
what d’ye want for chr-ist-mas? ummmm,
liquorice candies in pappa’s whisky glass.
eh, give me a minute, grandma says. she returns
with ghosts in her satchel. and we learn to make
friends with monsters under our beds.
Tanya “Jade Vine” Singh is an Indian trans, non-binary, panromatic asexual writer, poet and editor. Their work has appeared in Gone Lawn, Minola Review, Polyphony Lit, and elsewhere, and has been recognized by the Times of India and Bow Seat Ocean Awareness Student Contest, among other places. They are the founder & editor-in-chief of The Cerurove, a literary & arts magazine. Find them on Twitter: @TanyaJVSingh.