i sprint through the dark, evading by Peter Patapis

i/
i sprint
through dusk,
evading
the neon
pink pistol

ii/
strip mall
parking lot
pit stop

iii/
his olive
skin
glowing

iv/
my virginity
and my
crush and
i squat
in my old
apartment

v/
i think
i’m just
gonna stick
to grindr
for now,
sorry

vi/
hotbox
on pine
quinn o’leary
and the disheveled
dp and me
underneath
the slanted
glass
at danielle’s
farm

vii/
bonfire below
the blaze
of a blinding
star

viii/
i send my
virginity
to the principal’s
office

ix/
i forget
how
to drive
i miss
my
flight

x/
a jet
plane
on fire,
plunging
toward us

xi/
the moon,
right
there

xii/
we sink
into
the foam

xiii/
let’s go
to a pool
party
and try
to have
some fun

Peter Patapis is an MFA candidate at Columbia University. He is a graduate of Wesleyan University. His poetry investigates the unsayable.