i would rather not
wake with arms of glue and legs of blue numb,
drowsy, reaching for hairy chest and crusted eyelashes,
swishing my palms across empty sheets
i will pick him up, drive him to his places.
he will not know mine, nor will he ask
if i changed something about my hair.
i did, it’s a half-inch shorter
we will trudge down concrete sidewalks
window shopping with empty wallets.
i will stop in front of panes of shiny glass.
voice quivering, i will say:
look at all the diamonds
Orly Berkowitz-Henkin is a senior at Haverford College studying religion and creative writing. She is from Brooklyn, New York and is pursuing a Masters in Social Work. She loves writing, dogs, knitting, and going to the movies.
Header photography and artwork by Jordan Keller-Wilson
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