Friday night
I went to my first college party
My body already ached from the long walk
but I wasn't discouraged
I needed to see what it was like
My first college party
thrown by the black student union
you **** right it was lit
and I hate trap music
i stood around the edges
watching
smiling
started bobbing my head to the sounds
that usually makes me frown
but I saw their smiles
my beautiful people
and their joy became mine
each song that came on
their excitement became mine
I found myself edging closer
their energy intoxicating
my friend found me briefly before disappearing into the mass once more
I was close enough for random girls
to hold onto me
as they danced for dear life
on their friends
their lovers
their crushes
whomever it was latched onto their hips
they danced
guys forming circles with their friends
dancing in sync
they bounced in close
before exploding away from each other
and I realized that they resembled a heartbeat
I was standing in the center
gently swaying because I didn't want to miss a thing
my body was weeping from standing for so long
but I couldn't stay away
I found my friend
and we swayed
I was being thrown
every which way
and held in place
just to be thrown again
and their energy became mine
I didn't know these songs
but it didn't stop me from smiling
from laughing
our bodies crashed into one
beautiful black being
I dreaded the walk back
it seemed longer
until a beautifully gay black boy
wrapped his energy around me
"this is a no child left behind campus baby we move in packs!"
shouted for his friends
and they waited
didn't know me from atom
but every time I lagged behind
they waited
we laughed as we walked
more people came
and we moved in packs
I saw a boy from high school
who was so excited to see me
thought I don't think he remembered my name
doesn't matter
I change it like the passing seasons
that Friday night
I went to my first college party
and witnessed black boy joy firsthand
I basked in the black girl magic up close and personal
and we moved like packs
throughout the night
this is the first poem I've written
that didn't have metaphors only I would understand
I wrote a poem
this poem
for me and everyone like me
who found their way back home
into the arms of their pack