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Conversation With A Ceiling

By Riley Irwin

January 15, 2018

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Asking the galaxy, “Does he want me?”

I glare up at the desolate sky above–

or is it just me,

casually making conversation with the blank ceiling in my bathroom again?

It then responds with,

wrinkled fingertips

in lukewarm water.

Flat buzz of a fan,

no revelation.

Brewing desire,

a clueless boy,

and my yearning soul.

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Riley Irwin

Do you how do? If you understood that reference, we are definitely soulmates. Anywho, HELLO, my name is Riley and you are twice as likely to see me around because I am an identical twin. I currently attend NAU and am majoring in biology and minoring in psychology. My favorite things include black coffee, cute dogs, and running uphill. Bad puns and sarcasm are in my blood, so you are going to have to bare with me kids.