makeup smeared,
I would have looked
fairly suspicious if I
had walked through
the door that night.
But I didn’t have
to and never once
pondered getting
caught as I stood
tiptoe on the first-
floor window trim,
stretching to catch
the ledge and crawl
back inside my window.
House dark, no sound
but Jake’s snoring
through the wall, I
laid in bed, watching
a ghost dance on the
ceiling, nose sucking
up sweat, tobacco, and
eau de Brendan,
wondering what Adam
was up to until the sun
poked through the curtains,
less than an hour later.
High
For two days, too much crank,
no sleep, liquid diet. The first
day of school was a nightmare.