(viewed from the fourth story window)
By Amanda Hodes
green gulled boys
cheer
across the street,
with their
cutlass shiver
voices
and wind-warbled
chant
into the glass.
their back
arms rosacea
ruddied,
absorbing
the cold—
a forward-barrel
bodied
and chest-heaving
heat,
they leave behind
their breath
as they dive
through the streetlamps.
below nearby
windows
thud shut, burrow
the night.
Amanda Hodes is a junior at American University in Washington, DC, where she is studying music and literature. Her poetry has been published in Prairie Margins, AmLit, and TeenInk.
