In bold red letters. Just letting me know,
you sucked, and have to re-take.
Oh, my enemy. Numbers.
Math. An unbelievable amount of numbers that
never seem to add up right for me.
yeah, I suck. 

Like a rustic spiral staircase
that diminishes over time,
my feelings resemble that.
Their iron structure falling apart,
but still holding strong inside
an abandoned school building.
You know it’ll get torn down soon,
even if you’re not ready to watch
it go. Nostalgic madness.
Outside, the city bids it farewell.
Outside… they’re waiting for change,
which is immanent. 
Logical. Persuasive. And Sad. 

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Sitting next to my open window, two stories up
and the rain is falling down.

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I guess the lack of compassion stole the spotlight,
covered my true intentions and led me down
a path of loneliness. Desperado.
I don’t know why i’m so self-important. 

I looked down at my feet today,
old nail polish, chipping off daily.
Nails are cut down enough to
wear sandals again.
Reminding me of long 90’s summertime
childhood memories.
Knowing i’m getting older,
missing the past as much as
I missed my future.
Chlorine lingering on our skin
until the end of September.
I used to live in those moments,
I don’t have moments remotely
similar to those any longer.
I’ve yet to see love arise like
a 90’s summertime adventure.

- Gower 

My legs are shaking, weak in the knees —
My heart is beating. Loud. Skin tingling.
Closed my eyes, rubbed my thighs,
remembered i’m alone.
These four walls lock in my insecurities.
Which is phenomenal, considering.
Touching myself in public would
be unkind to society,
Until the coming generation
are far from afraid to show
their sexuality. 

 - Gower 

We [you and I]
couldn’t help but touch skin.
those blue eyes held every
emotion i’ve been searching for.

Turbulent, excessive talking among
our friends.
They [our blind yet relevant friends]
could have never guessed we’d
be undressing each other
with our minds.

- C.N.