“I’m saving up for an airport, a city center and a park, cause I already own a phone on which you called me to ask if I was coming, always asking if I’m coming as if in another universe you wanted me there. I want to own a dancefloor that won’t remind me of your body pressed warm against my own. Maybe I’ll buy a disco ball instead, to plug it in my stomach, and electrocute the butterflies.”
A poetry collection dealing with consuming love, heartbreak and pain, adulthood and helplessness, anxiety and depression, family, gender identity and sexuality.
Sam Astrophel is a genderfluid student of philosophy, human rights and education. They are passionate about equality, intersectional feminism, LGBTQ rights and the destigmatization of mental illness, and they adore writing poetry since sometimes they inconveniently feel a lot of things. They have a dream of teaching and nurturing some day.