’08-‘11

My parents named me Sarah with an H.
I wish my name was Lucy in the sky.
I’d love some soup with ranch please, mister man.
That silly boy said I was his iced tea.
He makes his way back to the room and scores —
A bowl that is. He scores a bowl and laughs.
His brother said “your hair’s electric girl!”
In some years after that time in my life
we all were highly confused by that day.
He told me simply “baby, just take my hand;
we need two ice cubes and a rubber band.”