I can’t remember the last time my head was this clear.
I really miss my mom and my kid sister and my grandparents, and I need to go to sleep.
spiritually drunk, post-introspection,
shoe soles slip on dry pavement.
Loss of blood, red keyboard, page,
letters falling from veins.
Truths told to teachers, not friends,
Paper priest prays, warm stomach,
Same stillness of songs sung
in dimly lit gymnasium,