IceGalaxy

a lesbian couple on my bus home from school

a man in a punk battle jacket on the street

my mother's female CEO group chat blowing up

four of my teachers taking the following day off

the leaves are turning the color of your eyes again 

as they fall to the ground i take care not to step on them 

break their fragile spines, crack their delicate skin 

you showed up to group therapy one day

wearing a red suit jacket, pants, a hat with a black band

and a peacock feather

i was shocked

since you’re not dead yet but you should be

swear you’ll save the world

because you’ll be the first to know and the first

to ever do anything about it.

edited version of my former work posted 2+ years ago

when i was seven

i still believed in fairy tales

i still wanted to wear a crown, be a princess

have someone look up to me and say