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Alyssa Gaul
Poems
Jun 2021
He has to lean up to kiss me
And I see a life’s-worth of
expectations craning their necks
up to stare at me, my dog
at the treat jar, the neighbor
at my running shoes-
the ones built for courts,
customers below my eye-line
impressed. They ask questions
they think they know the answers to.
I paint myself pastel so they’ll forget it:
my hair, my clothes,
my Brittney voice.
I hand out my secrets like
candy, or a gag gift that’s only funny
because we all know it's bad.
How can I give him so many secrets
and still have a mask on?
I’ve started laughing in place of
the weight of it, when he looks
at me that certain way, when
the teeter-totter lifts too high
towards the sky.
I can’t look him in the eyes-
he’ll see I’m lying if
I do; the cringe at a kiss,
the shrinking from a stroke
of the thigh, the arm.
I’ll pretend to see something in
the distance instead.
It’s better than looking down.
Written by
Alyssa Gaul
21/F
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