halfway

By Ivanna Baranova

i want
to reply
about it all
when
you message me
at 3am
about
the grasshopper
on
your
toothbrush

our pacific

lake at
night
your father’s
smug
face in the water
some guilt

that year

in rosh
hashanah
you brought
home
the 200 lb
burger boy
and i peed
on
the living
room floor

i was

thinking
of you
on the bus
ride
(first
days
of school)
i didn’t
know
if
i’d make
it home

i didn’t

know
i would
make
it home

i ran

to the bathroom
the one
with the stained
glass
windows
where
i got
my period
for the first
time
i have
tried to be
honest
just not
confessional

i guess

it’s time
i try



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