Our Touches
Eleanor (Poetry Editor)
Our Touches
We are greedy with our touches
planets in parallel orbits, too distant for collision
our paths circle around unsaid like it’s the Sun
I guess we’re distant.
I heard - not from you - the moon has no
permanently dark side only a far one
that’s what we’re on, but in
parallel dimensions on Star Trek
you say sci-fi doesn’t make the world go round
I idolize the Prime Directive
we’re on parallel dimensions
so clear I try to forget they’re there,
so thick you almost forget I’m here with you
so close we could touch, but
we are greedy with our touches
the distance of unsaid grows, circles
like a star, day by day less distant, more dark.
Author
Eleanor
Eleanor is a Poetry Editor for Boom Site and a sophomore in high school. She has loved literature since her early years, and recently developed an affinity for spoken-word poetry. She brings experience as: organizer of the River Valley Poetry Slam, a BeHeardMN poetry slam competitor, and an avid poet. She is a 10-year veteran of St. Croix Ballet, a math, reading and cello tutor, and a Russophile.