School Roof Tops Poem by Marijke McKinney

Wrapped in each other’s arms
Our small steps lead the way
To where stars rest their tips
In our late night hearts

Your jacket was too big for me
The sleeves hung around my knuckles
I could feel the air’s fingers
Sliding throughout my hair

The five of us blended as one
Our dark figures lurking through the gate
Low voice laughter’s echoed in my ears
We mustn’t wake the neighborhood

Our heads were being pulled by the moon
We stared upward at our destination

The two boys lay lowered under our feet
Raising us to our hidden freedom

To where stars rest their tips
In our late night hearts