we went to a museum and she tip-toed past exhibits
like they'd suddenly wake up
if we enjoyed them too much.
i giggled into my fist, she hid her smile in my
it's funny that i might have been the first person
to look at my future
in the Ancient African People's wing,
she's standing there
she's pulling me along.
we went home and i slept for nearly nine years
against your chest.