Popcorn

The girl with the Polaroid in her phone case

is the one I want to kiss.

The girl with the Polaroid in her phone case

doesn't even know I exist. 

The girl with the headphones that mess up her bangs

I thought I liked the way you held your head,

it was casual and sincere,

not unlike the way you smiled.

But this was different from your smile…

Dramatically striking a pose in the mirror, 

This is me 

today.

Where will I be this time tomorrow,

And where will my feet have taken me?

Inspired by the poem 'Fog' by Carl Sandburg.

He comes quietly, night after night,

soft four-toed footprints in the frosted grass.

He rolls over, and over, stretching

i would like to write a psalm made of salt dedicated to whomever Lot’s Wife really was.

for people cannot be made of perfection

and people cannot be made to never hold grudges. what if