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A poem
The Middle Ages
"Saben Más Que Las Arañas" —a Puerto Rican expression
What do spiders know
that we don't
after twenty years.
The hair on the back
of your neck bristles
beneath my fingertips.
No one cares.
Last spring you knelt
in the grass to plant
flowers along the curb.
Tonight, it's littered
with trash. I want you
to kiss me like that.
First appeared in Queer Poem-A-Day (2026) ↗.