Writing

Having a best friend is like

you know all their deepest secrets

but will forget their favorite color.

We go for calculus before algebra

before we even know it since

every bff relationship is an even,

We didn't do what was possible in our work, we broke everything every time we changed the world anew.

     i. March 10th, 2020. Spring break. I was eight.

 “Mommy, what’s Covid?” I asked curiously.

“Oh, sweetie, that’s nothing to worry about.” She replied.

She upsets me

Her face

The way she laughs

The way she talks

She's like the piece of hair

That is never in the right place

Why does she even wear that

Why does she look like that

Looking at her

my final fate– here i stand as the anticipation builds. 

all i ever spent my life waiting for

stands still here– emotionless 

I was broken

When I met you

Yet you treated me

With compassion

Despite all my flaws,

Despite all my emptiness

You handed me a pen

And showed me a path to the light