from i meant to say, by Amanda Laughtland

Crying Girl in Black

At first I thought it was the rain shower
but I saw your nose and cheeks
looked awfully red. You were on a bench

in the Davis Square station around 10:15
and took the outbound train. I noticed
your tears as much as you tried to hide them.

I felt bad you were crying but didn’t know
what to do. Email if you need someone to talk to.


 

You Work at the Taco Place

You have blonde hair and usually wear
blue eye shadow. You seem to be
in the back most times and don’t work

the register much. I probably will never
tell you how sweet you are and how I wish
you were into girls. I sometimes try

to get your attention and talk a little.
If you guess who I am, please
don’t say anything at all. Or say yes.

 



 


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