Full Moon Glow
We wear our moon-grins, proudly let the night dip fish-hook-fingers
into the dimples adorning the corners of Vodka-Seltzer-smiles
The glitter on our eyelids applied with a flimsy applicator
that came with the pallet of pink, purple, black
Fishnet-tights, everyone in the club loves a pair of worn-in Doc Martens
Spin, ballerinas kept in boxes, so dizzy we spill and dribble
the grenadine syrup from our Tequila Sunrises
down our front like blood mixed with our spit
gooey salivation, a secretion to remind us: we are drunk
Lemondrop, Green Tea Shot, Sex on The Beach, Screwdriver
Once, I escorted a friend’s chilled bottle of champagne
paraded it around a crowded college bar
they played Maroon 5 so loud our cups danced, vibrated off a table
we cried to Won’t Go Home Without You, danced in a circle to Bohemian Rhapsody
we shared by pouring the bottle so high it did not touch each other’s lips
then finished it outside the next bar in the crawl because we were 21, 22, 23
Young and beautiful and smart Only there to dance before sleeping alone
in our Queen-sized beds Uber home and text each other Goodnight
Our mothers at this age tucked us into cribs wiped the gooey slobber
from our chins careful, to cradle us so close we never lost the
warmth of her breath the scent of white lilac crisp, clean cheek
hair kept neat nurturing us like saplings patient, as we sprouted
unruly as weeds with our own set of dreams
Sierra Lynn is a cross genre writer and multimedia artist from Drexel, Ohio. They graduated from Sinclair Community College with Associate of Arts degrees in Creative Writing and Psychology, Antioch University with a Bachelor of Arts in Liberal Studies: Literature & Creative Writing, and currently attend Pacific Northwest College of Art for a Master of Fine Arts in Creative Writing. They live in Ohio with their partner and dog.