Her wife asked decades after fever took
her sight if she feels bitter to be blind.
I know we’ve aged: your skin feels thinned, hair
coarser, breasts lay oblong in my palm, snug.
Yet I will always see you as you were
at my last sight: delightful, vernal, firm.
Her wife enfolds their hands and laughs
But doesn’t reveal that what she’s missed
Is even more beautiful
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Sybil (all) is a queer theory professor on an island in the Pacific and lesbian stereotype all around, who published academic erotica in Autostraddle and academic essays under their own name.