Home #Blue Nib Issues Issue 36 | December 2018 | Be Still: Poems for Kay Sage by Nadia Wolnisty

Be Still: Poems for Kay Sage by Nadia Wolnisty

To touch someone well is difficult. Saying, Here, take my hand requires courage I simply do not have. I am a coward. Physical touch terrifies me. Part of this is trauma, part is mental illness, and part of it is just my personality. I am uncomfortable nearly one hundred per cent of the time. Having a body is a mistake, and I think it’s rude to point out someone else’s errors. Please don’t hug me goodbye. That moment will feel so infinite and fragile, like a small painting in a forgotten corner o...

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