Skipping Shadows Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

the floor’s creaking with your every move
I can see the sky from out the window
with legs crossed, heart worn on sleeve
I munch on cold burger on the kitchen floor
spitting out expired juice

ah you’re a pretty sight
when were you ever not, I swoon
your jet-black hair swayed
as you swiped the burger off my hands
and buried your face in a paper bag

the lights suddenly went out, oh no
the Johansons will kill us
if they find out we intruded;
we turned their house into something haunted
we wrote on their walls with our blood

they might be home soon
we should stow away into the night
grab whatever will keep us alive
we’ll run away to some place far
but really now, that burger’s mine

headlights appear, oh no, we’re frantic
climbing out the window and into our future
laughter trailed behind us, we were skipping shadows;
you held out your hand to hold mine
I shook my head, saying they were rough

but you took them anyway