Something You Can Feel

Tiffany Xie

after Mickalene Thomas

I bejeweled this couch myself.
Encrusted it in rhinestones.
If you run your hands along the arms,
you’ll feel each plastic stud.
The upholstery—a family heirloom
or a craft store bargain bin.
I’m a hobbyist
I’m an illegitimate child
I’m a diamond painting
I’m a museum acquisition
I sparkle, I sparkle, I sparkle
in every light
I decide what I can afford.