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It Had To Be His Halo

By Riley Irwin
March 2, 2020
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I left for hell in a handcart.

I waved goodbye, wished them well.

I vowed a postcard from the fiery pits,

signed by vagabond, me.

 

On my way to the ground, I stopped at a pub crawl.

Somehow this place led me to heaven.

I was one over the eight

when I stumbled outside.

Headed for nothing.

 

The scene kids were smoking,

holding beers like glass flutes

during a Sunday brunch recovery.

Dim bar, silver haze,

You’d spy, over there, me–

despair in a ponytail.

 

I swore it had to be an angel

with those three tiny freckles

and a gold chain around his neck–

it had to be his halo.

 

And little did I know that his soul

would save me from the devil

lurking inside me.

 

He says “hello”

and I get carried away

from this low-lit town and

these low-life conversations

about him and her and

all of their friends.

 

His voice was as refreshing

as petrichor after a

period of drought and trial.

 

Lips that taste like cinnamon chai,

looking into his deep brown eyes.

I tell him to sip slow on this night,

so he doesn’t burn himself.

 

It was when I came in contact

with this celestial being

that I realized, maybe

I did want to stay a bit longer.

 

I told Charon not to wait for me.

 

 

 

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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.

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