I was in a basement of people
in 80s clothing telling myself

Live in the moment Live in the moment

Kaya danced up to me with this
grin that made me feel 1 masculine

2 impossible to get along with

I just dont like hearing laughter
through a wall Id just rather be

single in a one bedroom apartment

or sort of rolling down a hill
collecting grass and speed

Kaya and I touched our plastic cups together

Like Cheers

If you saw that Modern Family episode
about grown men and their naked asses

bumping against each other in a locker room

Cuh-link

Weekends were confusing but Friday night
subway rides home were bad bad

Individual responsibility for structural injustice

Im not gonna force my kids/
dependants to live in the moment

Mommy’s dream doesn’t have to be theirs

Sarah Haeckel writes poems in Brooklyn, NY. Most recently, her work appeared in Metatron Press’s #MicroMeta series.