do i know you? i know you. i know you well. i am starting to know you. i am learning to love you. i will love you for your uneven eyebrows. for the way your voice cracks when you are overexcited. for the manner in which your stomach shakes in the height of your nervous. i know you. i will know you. i know i will love you. i will love you for the way you count your spots before climbing into the shower, before climbing back into your clothes. i will love you for your newfound love of change. i will love you for your jealousy–it is only overzealous passion, don’t let it tear you apart, flower. there are rainbows birthed in your hands. you write and you write and you write and you hide it. you think that you are not good enough. good things will come from your hands of clay and kindness is in your soft heart. believe.