Perfect fit
We fit together like a jigsaw puzzle, with the edges worn from use.
Our limbs flowed liquid into each other, filling up space we didn’t know we had.
Bodies mending bits broken sheared off in transit, or never made to begin with.
We broke conventional wisdom, starting at the middle and building outwards.
Finding no limits for where we could grow.
By Kevin Truong, Daily Bruin senior staff
