Cold snap arrives at
last. Wind, rain shake the changing
leaves into vibrance.
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Cold snap arrives at
last. Wind, rain shake the changing
leaves into vibrance.
Sixteen year old girls
draped over couches look like
angels downed mid-flight.
Umbilical cord
cut they grow reattached to
digital cable.
Popcorn caffeine for
the friend whose mom is dying
comfort food TV.
Home from the party
they’re luminous like fireflies
settling down to sleep.
Their lives loves failures
all source material for
future film projects.
Couplings and breakups
compelled by senior year some
begin others end.
With no school Monday
so much high drama surrounds
turning seventeen.
Unexpected rain
soothing in a random way
anxious thoughts washed clear.
He seemed shy. Passive.
Then she said no. His anger
Insisted on yes.