Catch and Cradle

by Katia Rose

I can’t help noticing her black leggings and dark green plaid button-down. It has to be made by a company with a name like ‘Lesbians R Us’

“Do not speak ill of my basil. May she rest in peace.”

I wanted her to work me so hard I collapsed on the field, and then I wanted her to show me what I earned for being so good for her.

She’s a whole universe slowly unfolding itself in front of me, and there’s something humbling and precious about that.

we keep locking eyes, smiling and looking away, then locking eyes again. It’s very gay.