Moonochrome

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Jarrielle Cabalfin

 

i just ate the moon

excuse my language

but it was freaking

out of this world

 

her eyes tasted

like the tide

red and purple

and slightly artificial

 

her tears were salty

and her cheeks

were sweet like

plastic candy apples

 

under her waxing

was smooth, smooth cheese

comfort food astronified

not to be cheesy but

i’m glad i’m stuck here.

 

i hear her voice:

You can’t leave?

i look down at earth:

no i cannot.

 

i lost my train of thought.

Where did you leave it?

i don’t know. i probably

left it in the sun.

 

i’ve been traveling

light-years for miles

on this outerspace railroad

the tracks are silks

 

and the stars mock me

when i say i

particularly liked uranus.

 

the lunar mosaic tasted

like iced tea with

dew dripping down

the sides; i live

 

in a blue moon

i can’t leave so i’m

left to watch the sea.

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Jarrielle Cabalfin is currently a junior studying Supply Chain Management. She is from Belleville, NJ, and her hobbies include making art, listening to all kinds of music, and sampling teas. She is always looking for ways to bring art and creativity into her everyday life. In the future, she wants to become a polyglot and work internationally.

This poem was written in Joanna Fuhrman Intro to Creative Writing course. Fuhrman selected the piece for inclusion in WHR.