New Yorker

Each route we have fallen on together/ each step walked beside the river/ late night ice cream runs and firetrucks/ swapping cookie recipes during halloween thrillers

as winter comes, we all say our goodbyes/ the hardest ones come after so much hope/ all of the places we swore we would try/ all of the plans we made as December approached

is the future of friendship based on airport destinations?/ I’ll keep you on my calendar if you do the same/ a shared apartment in the middle of Hyde Park/ Until then, we’re not too far away by plane

graduation

gowns on, caps off/ our tassels fly through the air/ i look around and smile/ at this moment we share

forever i will remember/ looking back in math class/ and laughing with my friends/ just to look out at the grass

there i’d see the lunch tables/ filled to the brim/ students roam the courtyard/ where we all learned to swim

because in this school of fish/ we were once all minnows/ together we grew/ and now, we dress in stoles