The First Day of Summer

Summer is girls that are mirrors

even when separated by oceans and rivers,

The advice you know I wont take 

and teaching me how to bake 

(my face, and cakes, and things I can’t say…)

The girls that don’t need a code

The girls that only ever have to “say the word”

Summer is the blind leading the blind

And arguing about directions

Discreetly bringing out Shazam

And starting a Spotify jam

the ping pong of IOUs, I miss yous

And we should do this again, 

I don’t want this night to end

Sharing locations and 

“text me when you’ve reached your destination”

This is for the 20 that says in circulation between me and my home girls

To the crashing out over lameos

And chasing the end of the rainbow

For the nights that feel like fever dreams

And dodgy places we never want to leave

For the temporary tan lines 

and the permanent smile lines.