[Flotsam is a series of catch-all posts that can include just about anything. If it seems even more random than the rest of the posts, then it'll likely wash ashore here.]
It was
summer, so you let your hair grow long
and learned
to shout secrets at the starts
spending nights
cross-legged in the living room
in sweat
soaked t-shirts in a size too big
Until you
caught yourself in the mirror
feeling a
little bit taller, not quite
recognizing the
way your eyes seemed blurred
and how
jokes and unrequited crushes aren’t as funny any more
Because you
are sitting in a circle with strangers
playing old
video games from when you were a child
drinking beer
like you are old and grown
and tired
when inside you are racing, itching
Desperate to
stop (please stop!) and escape
into the
sun, to feel the aching burn
against your
skin, to be
furious and
fragile and free
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