I nitpick words
I weigh each syllable
Before I speak
Love
I know people who don’t dare say the word out loud
I’m one of them
It feels too heavy in my mouth
Its curves and edges
so evenly spread
that it sounds more powerful than it might seem
Symphonies have been played
Novels written
Rivers run dry
Lovers drunk
Kingdoms have risen and fallen
Walls built and torn down
For love
It feels too heavy in my mouth
Like four letters can shatter fragile emotions
It anchors my tongue to promises I might not be able to keep
You, however
You take away its weight
Throw it around like confetti
Keep a handful of it in your pockets
Like extra change
You whisper it into my ear
Carve it into the curve of my neck
Kiss it into my palms
Trace every letter between my thighs
I love you, you wrap your arms around me
I love you I love you I love you
I think about how the word has torn down walls
And how it’s tearing down all of mine
Liyang Wu is a strong advocate for LGBTQ+ rights, feminism, poems that do not rhyme, self-deprecating jokes and Hainanese chicken rice. When she’s not busy being sleep-deprived or/and avoiding responsibilities, she enjoys exploring bookstores, making art, and writing everything from poems to cringe-worthy Instagram captions (you can find her self-published poems at Instagram.com/oozingwords). She is 16 and currently lives in Shanghai, China.