Visage, 2018

Coco Huang

things look different in the morning

when it’s time to reassemble

our bits and  pieces

strewn     all over the sheets

and you’ve chosen the best bits

but that’s alright

I guess I deserve to keep

your small hands and flaccid nose

my “exotic” eyes and “lesbian-cropped” hair

I can sew myself together,

my dear Frankenstein and when I’m done,

I no longer fray


Coco Huang is the sort of person you would find in a library choosing books that look rarely read. She writes fiction, poetry, and music, and is an art enthusiast and avid people-watcher. She tweets sporadically 


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