by Gervanna Stephens
And when you hurt me, seeking the opposite of what I had to give, I still held the damn door open your safety net to fall into.
Gervanna Stephens is a Jamaican poet and proud Slytherin with congenital amputation living in Canada. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Bone & Ink, Rose Quartz, Persisan Sugar, 8 poems, TERSE. Journal, WusGood.black, Whirlwind Magazine, Enclave and Anti-Heroin Chic. She hates public speaking, has two sisters who are way better writers than her and thinks unicorns laugh when we say they aren’t real. Tweets @ gravitystephens