I cry. This raincoat won't keep me warm.
I laughed at hay today.
I shouted at the rain never to leave.
I told the mirror I couldn't play.
Today he gave me my heart and soul back.
Today she said she was doomed.
Today I dreamt in vain.
Today the cow fell on the moon.
I have a fear of pocket watches
little tiny umbrellas made of paper by
people I will never meet in Taiwan.
Smash the watches and burn the umbrellas
leave no evidence of this feeling.
Dead flowers in a vase of water, my
only companion.
Peter Pan has grown up, and I must
fall asleep.
Skeletons poke through my haze.
Cold hot chocolate offers sanity, or covers
the insanity.
Straighten the shirt and walk out there like a man
Talk softly and nobody hears.
Postcards from the true you.
I have no intention of going, so you stay too, please.
It's raining in Paris and I have no raincoat to keep me warm.
Night is falling and I can't catch the moon.
Here they come collecting dead flowers.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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