Lobotomy
By Milán Lopez
your name in an invisible chain around my neck
i have to carry you everywhere
have been gone for years, i am still haunted
cut off all my hair, dig out my brain
or give me a lobotomy
to make me someone i can bear
i get emotional when i get undressed
drown me in my flower crown
at this point, all in my mind is home
i go feral for the taste of blood
makes me feel like cracking the wall
until my boiling blood adorns it all
only one other thought circles around
“what else can i break tonight?
will it be my face or my heart?”
Born in Colombia (2000), he is a proud queer transgender latino who writes mostly about personal experiences such as traveling and living abroad, mental health, heartbreak, and more. He has a passion for languages and storytelling.
