The First Day Poem by Maya Hanson

I'd like to say I knew it the first time I saw you…
Here is a face I will not soon forget.
But it was all you,
there was no destiny involved
except for the fact that she dragged me along,
something like fate?

Really it was just
how things I'm afraid to say flow from you like a waterfall
You have a filter but it works perfectly
while mine is clogged with your memory-

and that was the first day.

I'd like to say I knew it the first time I saw you…
Here is a night I will not want to erase
but it will be swept off the calendar like crumbs on your table
maybe I should have known by
the careless way you throw up your hands

We spent those hours
in a splash of cerulean,
under the stars in the middle of nowhere
where the universe's painters throw their mistakes
and the rest of the world wishes we could create a fraction of their mixed-up messy skies-

and that was the first day.