April 4th, 2021
Melted sweet tooth items litter the checkered floor
pass me the spoon?
We pick up books that paint just a few strokes of many beautifully agonizing lives.
Or agonizingly beautiful?
Locking eyes, we break away from the words
that hold such power outside four walls.
honoring, fearing, understanding, existing: these are parts of us all.
My hand absent mindedly reaches for more,
and a popcorn falls in my lap.
This is college.
