Claire Lang Poems

With one sentence
I've forgotten
that you were
my friend
...

Stevens
was my best friend.
You,
Nick,
...

Now it's too late.
Third term
No electives
You graduate in June
...

My god
it hurt so bad
I saw him hit you
I knew he was joking
...

I've
gotta
talk
to
...

brown hair
green eyes
braces on a crooked smile
your mom works on rescue flight at U of M
...

Every time I see you
something twists
and my throat closes
and my
...

I'm
sorry
dammit.
Believe
...

Time is running
out
for
us.
...

I look up at you
to see your beautiful eyes
Or laughing mouth
or just to
...