Oct 22, 2019
Andy Perez
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Andy Perez
The gang throws Jesus an intervention
- Andy Pérez, A LIST OF THINGS I HAVEN'T TOLD MY HUSBAND.
“your hand, red-wet with all my other selves blurring between thighs. so this is why we pray on our knees, god, are you pleased yet? father, i have found your fists in the holiest of places. at the altar, behind the church, down another boy's throat.”
- Andy Pérez, to my father: a list of people i slept with this year and didn’t call back.
“oh father, the things we do with our fists.”
- Andy Pérez, to my father: a list of people i slept with this year and didn’t call back.
“i have lost count of all the times i've tried to leave you. always, i come crawling back to the body of my monster. always, i return to the scene of my crime, my chalk outline, just to prove it cannot change me. i am your son because of blood. i am your son, am i not? you can't cut me from your stomach, can't un- swallow me. from my mother, i learned loving anything is a nauseating affair and can't be helped. from you, i was taught to make my hand a fist, how to leave bodies crippled in my wake.”
- Andy Pérez, to my father: a list of people i slept with this year and didn’t call back.
“i crawl into my lovers' bodies as i would to a grave, satiated and sweetened/sickened by your hands, hands, hands—you are everywhere in me. how hypocritical, your head sagged in prayer or something very close to it. father, i am still waiting for the flames you promised me.”
- Andy Pérez, to my father: a list of people i slept with this year and didn’t call back.