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I stand next to you, smiling so widely that my dimples show. Beside me, you jut your hip out with a goofy grin, confident energy flowing from you in waves, looking like a diva. The city lights shine brightly behind us, blurring the lines between reality and our own version of it, what the world becomes when we are together. You ruffle my hair playfully, ensuing in a chase, running as fast as we can across the soft grass. We stop and catch our breath, teasing each other as we do so. Then we run again. And stop. And run again. We tire quickly, laughing as we try to catch our breath. Then, both of us with tired legs and stitches in our sides, slow to a halt, our yellow flecked irises meeting, sharing each other’s joy and happiness, each other’s pain and grieving, each other’s confusion and excitement. Then we run again.

Vivian Collmer