the day before her birthday
she made a wish list:


> a boy to erase
the smudges she’d made
while trying to fix herself

>a pair of faded
jeans that actually fit

>a spiraled notebook
to defend her dreams

>a second chance
to live a life without
the bitter taste of regret


when she blew out the candles
she realized stupidly - she was always so stupid!
that she would never deserve
the former, so she gave herself
the latter
(with a ladder)
and a rope.