Remember leaving Issy at LAX after dancing on the rooftop to the Cuban drum beats below
Silently looking at each other,
wondering how to stand
without the third leg
Our tee pee
Bittersweet fear
Bought Gatorades, coconut water, a couple oranges
If I remember
Ate molly tabs with nervous giddiness
In our messy “cheby” van
That held us all
Next to the Venice boardwalk
Face timed your parents in Australia all night

drank bottles of red until our teeth went periwinckle
At the hotel with the high ceilings and giant tiled shower
Big pupils
Big words
That felt to take the weight of the dusk
Drop in into the sunset
Past the horizon to where the earth
Is still flat
And simple


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s