roses & other things that are/were/could be red roses are/were/could be red-- red like my nose outside in november like red velvet cupcakes we ate on the curb outside the eighth grade dance like thinking that i might love you like buttercream frosting like knowing that i love you like blaring EXIT signs & sometimes like scabs red like holding your breath underwater & sinking to the bottom of the pool like watching everyone through a film of chlorine-- like smeared pastel bodies fallen into some impressionist painting where everyone just looks like clouds like falling back into you & kissing underwater like how clumsy it is to kiss someone-- like not wanting to need air red like peppers like FOR SALE signs smacked on front-lawn boats like ring-pop engagements underneath the green slide at the playground like apples & eating the seeds until trees sprout from our mouths red like running away with you & sleeping the back of your parent's car like midnight on the roof like a soup ladle full of chess pieces & ice cream like you watching me getting sicker & being able to do nothing about it like measuring cups & lip stick on your cheek red like homecoming roses we dried out in your garage red like i promise like cherry slushie like sun red like fish hooks & bitten tongues like love songs i no longer listen to because they remind me too much of a high school dance like turning into the bodies floating in impressionist paintings like becoming a blur of a human like red like wondering if i'm the same person who fell in love in so many different ways like jumping into a pool like dipping my toes in the creek red like best friends & tree trunks like loving you forever & ever like burying necklaces in black trash bags like forgetting to call you again for the third time this year like all you have become without me like all you are because we knew each other it was all red-- all of us-- like the sunset melted on the back porch-- like throat lozenges when we both shared colds like roses roses roses