Debbie

14

"She looks way different."
"She's hella pretty now -- I can't even recognize her."
"I don't even know who she is, but she looks great."

The Fall wind doesn't feel cold, because I'm on fire.
I radiate others' dreams of having a transforming Summer.
SUMMER. The time Sandy went to Costa Rica.
Well, this time I look fitter than she looked tan.
The pedestal opens up for me.
Average is not my middle name anymore.

The time that obeys our education system.
The simple three months of lazy poolside stories,
Is my only chance to become that person.
The person.
My one true identity the whole school will know.
It's only a penumbra of the cloud that is my dreams.

"Talbert and Smith street! Last stop!"
The lady next to me is asleep.
I wonder if I should wake her up or let her dream.