To: Ali
Fingers dashing across keypad
Shaking
Simply wishing to be
In a comatose state again
Wishing for…
Things I shouldn’t be wishing for
And as she answers the phone
My mind’s a mess
And I can tell that she knows that
As I ask her
To tell me of happy things
Because I hope this brilliant girl
Can give me a moment of reprieve
And she tells me of beautiful things
Like rainbows
And rainbows…
And… rainbows… and kittens
Because what else does a lesbian need?
She tells me of sunny days
And tells me of that beautiful woman
That is so close to being a goddess
That I mistake her for Artemis
But she won’t mind
Because our heart’s were meant to intertwine
And she stop’s to mention
How this woman’s face
Does not resemble her or her or her or her
And especially not that girl
Who goes out of her way
To avoid me in the grocery store
She reminds me of the beauty in this world…
And a couple days later
I go on the internet and see
That she has written a poem
For me
And as I read the rhythmic lines
Tears start to fall from my eyes
Because just ten minutes before
I was falling apart inside
Standing on the brink of desolation
Self destruction
But she reminds me of the reasons
To stay alive
And keep on dancing
Even if it’s only to hold myself together
And to not care
Even if the girl who avoids me in
Grocery stores
Is on the other side of the dance floor
Because all that matters
Are things that are happy




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