twelve years old

darling, who dyed
your hair last week
and may i?

i'd simply cry,
if you'd let me.

were it that my skin
could touch yours
a thousand years ago
and we would know
what it's like to feel
time and energy
on our side.

i didn't want to hide
with my shivering
spaghetti-strapped
shoulders still tense
from the fear
that this identity
might pull one on me,
might make its way
into my bones
and deem me
not suitable
for survival,
there is a circle
agreed upon,
and should you
not meet its markings
the road is dark
and lonely.

i am really glad
the kids today have
"Frozen,"
and especially
"Frozen 2"
#intotheUNKOWN!
blessed be