Dorm Life ...... Amy Devitt

Dorm Life Amy Devitt

I remember now why I stay behind closed doors, my tank top straps are too thin.

And the feelings their baseball caps and obnoxious voices provoke seem nothing compared to staying alone. You and I are apart. You and I are alone in my head, behind closed doors and walls and screens.

What I can't see, and tell, and touch, I bottle up and seal with perfect heat. Mark with an expiration date,

I'll wait. Wait until my brain doesn't miss being on your center stage and the top of your list.

My legs sit straight out in front of me, big toes crossed, my shoulders down and bare.

I will remain for now behind closed doors and away from noise. Away from socialites that tease, and scare, and disappoint.

I'll sit. Sit next to my useless phone and a knowledge of things once better.

Then I'll walk out my door, When shrieks and squeals no longer roam the hallway.