"Let Me Show You," by Nellie W.

Let me show you how it is to live life today.  

I am in the business of making my world bigger while those who hate on me on whats app groups wither into obscurity.  

Stick around and let me show you that 

I am tolerant, 

and sex positive, 

and a good resource-- It feels cringy to tell you such.  

Let me show you my town

and my apartment and 

my collections.  At one point it was wine, at a point before that it was international sugar packets, and at various points ashtrays, or Tim Horton’s coffee cups.  Does that not tell the time or what?

Let me show you I’ve picked up, although I am still mess I am getting better, I could help you too, 

Let me show you how you can help me not just if

Let me show you that there are diamond facets to my personalities and synonyms for everything although I am choosing choice moments and not always full of bon mots.  

Let me show you what acceptance looks like. 

Look into my eyes. 

How could you possibly want violence on me? 

Let me show you what it looks like to love you fearlessly.  Let me show you how you may do it for yourself, 

because in that moment, 

when it turned midnight, 

and we were on the the Zoom and 

the phone and on 

the youtube, and in one another’s 

respective towns and 

balconies and 

windows and we were 

blowing kisses and publicly 

belly laughing, and I felt 

something, and I am just starting to know my feelings as beautiful and 

corollary to other times, 

I began feeling, and I don’t know 

how to express it with words, so let me show you.