friends share lovers

By: India Das-Brown |

Friends share lovers and

lovers share friends:

Hh, mm, h, hh hh mm.

There are all these funny blue green hearts―(here, there, and everywhere)―across

oh so many of these oh so pale funny grey faded surfaces, you say

I drew them but I don’t remember, can’t remember, I forget, all I know:

This gum tastes like ass, I’ve smushed your birthday

cake, smeared red and blue, green, white, and also purple

all around, inside this funny little Ziplock bag. I would never hurt you but I think

I have, I know

I will. “Time in any sense,” oh

watch me! I am oh so clever, watch me smart! watch me long:

you pat my head, it’s up to me, I’m QUEEN of the world.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

India Das-Brown

India writes for both the Life and Editorial boards at The Reckoner. She is a writer who writes what she reckons and a reckoner who reckons herself a writer. When bored, India likes to walk around town. She also enjoys looking at things, being with people, astral travelling, and the cemetery. !!