when i was little, i’d cry the moment my feet touched sand
write letters to boys that wouldn’t like me
and change careers each 365
when i was less little, i’d wear blazers to feel safe
craft my favourite’s favourites
and collect days in pixel screens
when i feel little, i pour my day into a glass
listen then ask them why
and go on walks alone
and my toes find sand by the water
snugged from past and unsung loves
when i am little enough, to hit pause on a time that never stops