Roads to Here

One Night

Art:Tina Blondell


I felt like someone on the outside

looking at myself through a lens,

I looked white

and curly...

sad,

and needy.

People gravitated toward it,

toward me,

my scent of longing.

I wanted to give something,

something to take me away for awhile,

to let me feel human.

Just for one night...

He was a nice guy,

a friend of a friend, thrown at me

in obvious ways.

He would have been good enough,

to forget.

But I couldn't use him,

not even just once.

Instead,

I took a bath,

and dreamt of fish.

-kyuuri