4.7.17: October

by Jenny-Marie Stryker ’17

(when i look at the stars i feel small)

a beautiful girl once told me that when she looked at the stars she felt big
well not big, but grounded
she felt the heat of the biggest star in our galaxy
and i wanted to feel too

(when i look at the stars i feel small, well not small)

she trusted me more than anything
and i listened, but heard the noise of the heat
because how does she know that i am really here
that i am good that my orbit isn’t just a meteor on a crash route

(when i look at the stars i feel small, well not small, but sad)

she loved me and i thought so,
but i didn’t believe her
because her hand was cold and i was watching a
supernova and saw dust scattering already

When i look at the stars i feel small, well not small, but sad and scared.

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