hot, gay days JJ Peña
my roommates & i are sweating in the living room. we're hillside
boys: roughing it in the heat, each of us sprawled out in our boxers. adam
& alex on the couches, me on the hardwood floor, waiting for the
maintenance man to fix our air. any time now. adam's on a dating app,
telling strangers our home's a garden full of sinners & that someone
should join us in our nakedness. a dare met with eagerness & dick pics
we all laugh at. alex paints their nails stormy blue & complains: i've
taken two showers today & my underwear still gums to my thighs.
that's a feeling i know all too well. i push my cup of water toward them: maybe
this will help. alex picks up the water from the floor, takes a sip,
then sighs: we need wine & the maintenance guy is taking too long.
i'm gonna sunbathe on the porch. blowing on their wet-weathered nails,
alex gets up to leave. but you'll burn outside, i say. alex ignores
me, walks to the front door. they only respond when the door swings open
with volcanic light, honey, we're gay. we're always burning.
JJ Peña has work in or coming from Split Lip, Five Points, Passages North and others.
He lives in El Paso.
Read his postcard.
Detail of art on main page courtesy of
Thiago Fonseca.
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