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13 Going On 23 by Meagan Cahuasqui
I don’t like to turn on the lights when my room gets dark.
I prefer the alien, green glow that befalls my pink walls
as the sun hits the old SpongeBob curtains hanging
over the east-facing window. I should change those curtains
(and the color of the walls) that have surrounded me
for ten years. Still,
there’s something enchanting about it. And when I’m home
alone, and night comes, I don’t bother getting up
to turn the lights on to chase away the blackening day,
just like I don’t bother painting the walls or changing
the curtains that belong to a girl who once trembled
in the dark, afraid of the shadows until she was twelve.
I let the computer screen’s luminescence washout my face
while one of a thousand mix CD’s, made in my emo phase
of middle school days, plays in the background. I still smile
when My Chemical Romance whispers, “I’m not okay,”
and then screams, “I’m okay!” It makes as much sense
at 23 as it did at 13.
Awesome poem, Meagan and thank for sharing. I think we’ve all gone through moments like these.
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