mid-march golden hour with a girl you could love by Julia Tolda

mid-march golden hour with a girl you could love

JULIA TOLDA

you will not drape your arms over her clavicles or float your hands above her skin, too worried you might break her pigeon-bones and push her shallow chest in. instead, you watch her chew on saltines, watch her watch dark birds chirp from the tree pronounce its name in Latin when you think she is asleep but she is not and she will remember.