After School

I wish I could’ve told her
Someone should’ve told her
That Friday, after school
She radiated! 

Light bounced from her hair
Every which way forever
Stayed with her and it wouldn’t stop
Shot from each strand straight through her

Causing what must be
An eternally electric smile
So I’ll tell the lightning gods
Do not forsake her in school

From Defeat

Gingerly
Silently
From a place of respect
From defeat

Not yet ready for the early morning lack
The streets still littered with the chaos that ensued
I close the door

From the other side
I ask, To Whom can I turn

He tells me Yes, and shepherds me to sunlight