The First Day of Summer
you haven’t worn short sleeves in months.
all of your clothes are built for hiding, for
keeping the light out and the secrets in—
but today you were woken
by sunshine bursting through your window
and you think the warmth could thaw you.
you have scars on your arms
that you’ve been keeping tucked away
but today, you’re baring all to the world—
let them carry your thunder for you.
let yourself taste the honey in the air;
let your arms open outward instead of folding in.
let all that yellow seep into your head, some
love song that leaves you dazed. the sky
is so blue you could paint your spine with it.
be mythical—an angel, a broken god,
a young girl who doesn’t crave something more.
no boy could touch you like the sun;
no girl could hold you like this. no heart could be
as blue as that pooling sky, that bowl above
your head, that open palm poised to catch you.
A. Davida Jane is a 19 year old poet and student from New Zealand. She can be found on tumblr, twitter and instagram @adavidajane, and her first poetry collection is available at http://platypuspress.co.uk/edw.
Photo credit: Jay Mantri