She’s going out dancing,
she’s feelin’ real fine,
she’s having a good time,
and she’s dressed to the nines—
lives, that is,
as she hasn’t lost one yet.

She has no worries,
no troubles or cares,
aside from the dude
who keeps calling her Pet
and the tuna in her hairs.

Today is the day,
she chuckles to me.
Today is the day
that she gets to be free.

Free to be fancy,
free to have feasts,
free to laugh at
the dogs on the leash.

Reach for the stars!
If you try,
good things
will be found there!

That’s what everyone tells me.

And so I stretch my arms
towards the heavens above,
and yet,
all I grab
is air.

Hands on your hips
and a frown on your lips,
you stared me down
and made your wrath known.

With your round face glowing red
and hair swinging wildly
at the top of your head,
I still remember what you said.

“You babyhead!”
I didn’t dare laugh,
But I wanted to.

Sister,
your curse words
Were cute.

.dnuos a gnikam tuohtiw
rettulf traeh ym ekam ouy
.nwod edispu em pilf dna
tuo edisni em nrut uoY

It is often said that
a picture is worth
a thousand words
but no one ever mentions
how your kiss
leaves me with
no words.

You,
with your
blue eyes that pierce through me,
that puncture through my defenses.

You,
with your
razor sharp gaze that slices me to pieces,
that cuts through to my soul.

You,
with your
sidelong glances and furrowed brow,
have captured me
quite thoroughly.

Caution:
contents under
pressure.

I can’t take this anymore.

Do not expose
to extreme
heat.

Please keep away from me.

May cause
temporary
blindness.

Why didn’t I see this coming?