we were more than chocolate and vanilla
my tubs of brain-freeze memories are labeled
with every flavor we’d shared under the
sun ; i carve turtle tracks with mental metal,
bare feet curled against pastel tiles. my
traitorous fingers urge to reach out ;
i allow myself to indulge in one scoop.
delicious cold blossoms through my
thoughts ; fairy floss fog braided with
the strawberry of your hair which i
had balanced, oh so carefully now,
between my scissorblades at midnight.
the result was a jagged rocky road, but
what did it matter to the two of us?
we confected peppermint grins
blouses kissed with butter pecan,
arms scribbled with a sky of
endless grape jelly constellations.
earbuds in ; one each, looping your
music until we caught each slippery
black raspberry note between our teeth
you ; your cherry garcia lipstick smudged
by a crumbly graham cracker smile
i remember you in neapolitan stripes
in caramel legs crossed on comforters
in bittersweet laughter and sugary tears
i feel the silken touch of summer
slipping through my fingers.
my lips utter a silent thank-you
it tastes of nothing ; actually,
it tastes of goodbyes.
Emma Lee is a fourteen-year-old poet attending high school in Florida. She has been an avid writer for years, and strongly believes in the potential of the modern generation to make their voices heard. In her free time, Emma enjoys reading, drawing, playing the piano, and drinking too much boba tea.