i aimed in the dark
shot ricocheted, finding you
how are you boundless?

i give pieces of myself to people i meet
like a souvenir, my heart
some treasure it
some forget it
some throw it away.
i give give give
until i have nothing left
a hollow soul with no more to give.

i miss the person you used to be
and the person i will become,
for i know it was ill-timed fate
that pushed us apart.

have no fear.
perhaps in another lifetime

i told the stars about you, you know.
i’m not sure if they listened,
but i told them everything.
your eyes, your lips, your smile, your hands.
i sat in the grass for hours
the moonlight grazing over the field.
i told the stars about you
because i couldn’t tell the wind
for fear it would whisper the wrong things in your ear.

the rain falls quietly tonight,
don't you think?
do you remember the old pitter-patter of rain?
back when rain meant getting mud on our dresses
jumping in puddles
coaxing worms from their homes?
i remember
the cold made our cheeks flush and stuck to the inside of our lungs
we’d laugh and laugh, sides heaving
ah
i think the rain falls quietly tonight

i knew the moon too well
to fear the night.

my favorite color is green.
not just any green,
but the green that is almost dark as midnight.
green that when you look at it,
smells like damp moss and fairy magic
green that seduces you with its richness,
feeling like the rush after a decadent sweet.

my favorite place to be is the bus stop down the street.
i like to go in the early morning,
or right after dusk falls.
watching the cars go by
is a long-sought-after peace
that keeps my soul intact.

i can't tolerate onions
in any amount.
only when cooked slowly, sweetly with love
by the fire of my father's laugh,
will i endure the sharpness of the plant,
if only to see the joy on his face.

i love the rain
my favorite band is the velvet underground
i get nervous on airplanes
i'm still afraid for my mother
my favorite memory is of my first bike
i wish slow walkers were made illegal

you see? i can open up.
i am communicating
finally
at last
i am communicating
why is it not enough
now or ever