in the aisles of the Bryson Tiller room
where we previously agreed on the infallibility of the aux.
asteroids from egg cartons, space cats as ornaments,
felt v. styrofoam- “Blue, are we beefing?”
the glee in your eyes, the ideas on your lips
take a grand jeté-
now they clump together, bunching around your head,
caught by the static cling of your untamed afro.
A cosmos contained.
I trust people who dance unto themselves.
SEBASTIAN ELLIOS (he/him) is a black, queer poet out of Durham, NC who is constantly asking what it means to be a part of the world and, at a smaller scale, a part of human ecosystems (aka communities). He best processes his existentialism by writing incredibly melancholy or entertainingly irreverent pieces. You can often find him listening to Tierra Whack or Waxahatchee for hours on end. His work has been published by the Tabadul Collective, Moonstone Press, and Beyond Words Magazine. Find him on Instagram @sebastianellios