Pink + White

Everyday
control. We being

pink +
white we just

nod slow, move
north

nod again, eyes
close. It’s

hurricane season
everyday. It

could all
cannonball

the same
way. It could all

shoot
up, kneel into

something like
a birth, no kiss no

glory. No
telling. No

immortality.

 

White Ferrari

On eyes, in
mind. Clouds

in the road. Had
a good time. Sweet

familiar,
so

close. Body I
left and

forgot. Text-to-
speed, bump.

Slow speech now, lesser
care: still

honest?
Honest, we got so

familiar for my
part I. Stay

climbing. For my part I
tried. Good times

in this
taller sky. One too

many days
naked. Dimensions of

tired walls. Fall.
Take what’s

smaller. Mind over
prison. (If you think

about it it’s
over) I’m sure

we’re so
okay here. We can

still
go dreaming. Maybe even

free,
eventually.

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Amanda Leahy is a current MFA student at Vermont College of Fine Arts. See her photography and art on Instagram: @leahya.