If possible, I’d love you strangely; a different body with different parts inducing trace throbs of response more luscious than anything either of us has ever known before. Let my tentacles tie soft knots with your tendrils as we descend into chasms of orange foam and diminutive suns. In an organic cupola made possible by desperation and useless skin, we’d ply the mocking currents on a transmigration of song and essence. In a reconciling of cosmetic differences, as the whispers are drowned by the sea uncertain things become familiar and our gills will flutter and sing.
Richard King Perkins II is a state-sponsored advocate for residents in long-term care facilities. He lives in Crystal Lake, IL, USA with his wife, Vickie and daughter, Sage. He is a three-time ‘Pushcart’, ‘Best of the Net’, and ‘Best of the Web’ nominee whose work has appeared in more than a thousand publications.