Status Updates From Crush: Twentieth Anniversar...

I’m getting there but not really.

Idk if I’m liking this or maybe I’m not getting it?

Wow

18

Oh Richard Siken, we're really in it now

We were in the gold room, where everyone finally gets what they want.

So I said,

“What do you want, sweetheart?”

And you said,

“Kiss me.”

My goodness, these poems. I am picking back up from this summer and I find that words can change with the seasons, too.
This summer, I read: “Look at the light through the window pane. That means it’s noon. That means we’re inconsolable.”
Now: “the wind picking up, and the light falling, and the window closing tight against the dirty rain.”

Reminds me of my memories and also of every dance I’ve seen.

you said, “will you love me even more when i’m dead?”

and i said “No.” and i threw the pills on the sand.