Annabelle
I’m not really invited
to the party
But I came to look
for Christopher.
I want to tell him
we can do both things,
Workshops and Planetarium:
my thing and his, together.
I was also hoping
to find Mary
But this house is
crazy crowded
And I can’t find
anyone I know
Except Stacey
who is outside
Cracking up
Like a hyena.
I watch her
stumble away
A six-pack
under her arm
And I wonder
if she’s okay.