it would only take a dozen trees, a brace against sunset; two murky hands pulling each
other forward until they’re no longer pulling; rain stuck cloud-high, feet stuck in mud below;
outgust of breath, relentless lie of wanting to be;
              almost ruinous, but ruins fall too; dreams take on the form of their people; cruelty kills;
and where at night does the dreamless mind wander; and who takes care of its body;
Lilia Marie Ellis is a trans woman writer from Houston. Her work has appeared in publications including The Maine Review and perhappened mag. Her chapbook Love and Endless Love was published in 2021 by giallo lit. Follow her on Twitter/Instagram @LiliaMarieEllis!
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