upstairs in jocelyn's room she watches out the window of her panoramic view flowered paper hugs the walls her sheets are very soft and little girls follow her wherever she walks
and all the boys say can i come up the stairs and stay
in jocelyn's room
i kept her like a secret it was early on in june i kissed her almond arms on a sunny afternoon moroccan rugs held us up her sheets were white and soft and i could hear them down the hall through the autumn dawn
all the boys say can i come up the stairs and stay
in jocelyn's room?