C-L-S

i wanted to be a writer

collected words to form my thoughts

                              to dictate what i felt but couldn't say

You’re pretty like sunshine and roses

But also like orchids in moonlight

Like water reflecting the sky

Like tired nights when the wind heaves a sigh

she came up behind me one day & tapped me on the shoulder

i spun on my heel, unsteady, a dumb american consistently

ashamed of my language

she pointed at my face and drew a heart in the air with her thumbs

A perfectly normal day, spent staring at the

Beautiful sky, so you probably

Can't imagine why I was so

Distraught. Well I'll tell you.