The cold cradled the skin of my ribs as I sat there. The precision in the airis surgical—hair strands felt,every inch wet from sweat.How was I humanwhen all I felt was industrial?How is it a heart when it’s a whirring gear that drags,and drags, and drags?My father’s rusts never leftmy blood; I wish I couldregulate… Continue reading Body/Fear
Author: Lorhenz Lacsa
Lorhenz Lacsa is a Filipino queer writer and a human rights advocate based in the Philippines. His creative works are usually about the oddities of humanity. You can reach him on Instagram (@lorhenzlacsa) where he usually wastes his time.