Watching Two Boys on a Train Home after the New York Pride Festival, 2016

Kirby Wilson

Hampton, SC

South Carolina Governor’s School for the Arts and Humanities

Poetry

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They remind him of Georgia, where

summer nights were spent stealing

too-ripe peaches from the branch, ripping

through skin. Too much teeth, not enough

mouth, same way the boy he loved

said he kissed him.

He wouldn’t tell anyone but God,

the way the boy traced his spine under

grass-stained tees made a

home, which he wants to tell

the boys next to him, who unbutton

rainbow pins from their polos. He wonders

if they’ve cherished bones under a

harvest moon, or kissed each other in

daylight, or understood the metaphor of

honeysuckle growing underneath a sidewalk.

Instead, he hands the boys a container

of Vaseline and says he knows

this is the easiest way

to take off glitter.

EDITORIAL PRAISE

A simple yet heartfelt poem of the author reminiscing past experiences through the scene they see before them.

Kirby Wilson is a senior creative writing student at the South Carolina Governor’s School for the Arts and Humanities. Their work has been previously recognized by the YoungArts Foundation, the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards, and Bennington Young Writers Awards. When they’re not writing, they can be found making a chai latte, reading Tao Lin, or listening to Phoebe Bridgers on repeat.

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