Thursday May 31, 2018
allure magazine May 2017
She is the light in the room you read by
The harvest in the moon you can count on
She came back from the below with a glow so bright it makes you wear one of those gigantic visors
She’s not comparing herself to who’s smiling bigger
She wonders what she did yesterday instead. She has been comparing herself to the wind and to her first self.
She’s so bright she zigzags through the room. Like lightening sucking on a breath mint.
People pay attention to her.
They always seem to know that she’s got pop rocks in her blood. That she shows up to herself everyday even if she had a bad thing happen.
She doesn’t know about excuses
The alarm goes off and she rises to meet the day.