Poems from Atlas Cortez
3/28/14
You are.
Idealized as you may be.
I succumbed to an inexistent you.
Inexistent, but existing in my mind.
This silhouette of...
5/23/14
I miss you dearly.
What is this.
I have construed the magnitude of this feeling to not be anything but great.
Immense, like...
6/05/14
My name is Alyssa and I come from the middle class
I have tan yellow skin and a pear shaped ass and have the intellectual...
Am I using you?
Am I using you as the representation of my transition from boys into men?
Are you the physical depiction of how I overcame...
Regard this as the day that I became myself, otherwise known as the first day that I’ve ever felt… normal.
Normal neither in a monotonous...