frostbite in a chrysalis
frostbite in a chrysalis by Ronit May
she mindlessly presses her sneaker against my thigh.
i quietly want her to step on my face
when the wetness between my thighs floats from my underwear to her cheek
i turn around
waiting for her
in the fluorescence of this campus
lives hundreds of crickets
had a taste of sunlight
then they were gone
then I stayed

Ronit May is a twenty year old social work student at Ramapo College. Their work has been published in The Closed Eye Open’s Issue XI, The Blood Pudding, StreetLit, and more. Their second chapbook, A Sentence Is A Garden You Stumble Through (Hoping To Pick A Word So Beautiful), is a note on living queerly and delightfully and bipolar. It is currently available for purchase upon request.