eh

on the floor i had thought about bare skin maps
drawn in permanent ink
connecting the constellations
on your pale forearms.
but you keep your sleeves
down, and so i keep the ink in my pen.

after a night with the Boy

i like him so much and he graduates in five months and leaves me for the real world and im just counting down the seconds til hes gone and its so hard because i just want to reach those three inches to his fingers but im so so shy im just so shy.