TOUCH

a new poem by Emily Buli

Photo by Eva Kristensen on Unsplash

TOUCH

         You were my crush, so I touched you—and I thought that through that touch, the 

holy spark that passed between our eyes would be made permanent.

          You never looked at me again.

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Emily Buli makes films and writes ecstatic fiction about consciousness and creativity. Her writing has appeared in Expat Press, Maudlin House, God’s Cruel Joke, and elsewhere.