Apiary had prompts about fandoms, obviously something I write quite a lot about. This started with Lena and Kara from Supergirl but turned into something more general about lesbian ships that will probably never happen.
My lungs burn with the freezing,
the waiting, with expectation,
impatience. Breath is easier
when I look at you, your beetle-
green eyes, your tight jaw.
Do you ever think we could slip
these roles, spend a secret week
in the dark unnoticed, end
all these hours of wanting?
Do you ever think about free will,
about loving someone unsanctioned,
someone who curves like me,
who opens to accommodate you?
Wouldn’t that be better
than a life slammed shut,