You need
mad sleep,
but we kept our close distance
with the widest and slyest eyes.
A little nudge and
accusations of being delusional,
all followed by tight hugs
enough to
pulverize our ribcages
and a cloud of our perfumes
cradling us into
giggles and
little baby-whines.
Then, we kiss.
YOU ARE READING
indoors.
PoetryWhat's a college junior to do when her young adulthood has been robbed of a rainbow of events, support, more than one tight bond, and life lessons? The birth of this collection of poetry.
