MAYA

Maya -
bad girl.
Whispering about
killer snakes
and gays
in pink t-shirts.

Teaching me
to shave my
young legs in
the mineral stained
tub at 12.

Smoking pot
down on the
quiet river bank
together
the soft singing water
eternally leaving us
for somewhere
new.
We didn't talk a lot.

And I remember your
night dark eyes,
and how you
cleaned your
small
curtain walled room
for me before I
visited you .....

and the jewel
toned
jelly babies
you hid from your
family to give me ....
in a blue and beige
tabby cat tin.

You were only 13.