Youth comes back
day by day
when you start to shed
things away

When’d you start
to feel
so trapped

Making eyes
through Metro doors
Grabbing numbers
off the platform

Taking a helpful strangers hand
through a Stanely Cup won crowd
lifted up to yell
in celebration

Midnight bike rides
stopped for rooftop wine

Waved down
from a quaint boat
Throwing your dress
overboard
behind your body
Cool in the Potomac

Portraits in the VW bus
as the band plays
around the corner

Strawberry hair
glistening underneath
a bike helmet

Unexpected rainstorms
Drying off 
the old wooden floor
A record playing

The comfort in
finding yourself

S. L. Cottle