"Find Someone Who Looks at You the Way My Crush Looks at Her Husband" by James Roach

A photograph

taken in Vegas,

his head tilts right

to meet yours,

you melt into him.

Leather jacket,

wedding cake smiles,

your adoring,

jackpot

fuck me

eyes.

It is

give up now,

she is not worth

the exhaustion

of coming up

empty

written a thousand times

in a language

I don’t want to learn.

James Roach (he/him) is most creative between the hours of up-too-late and is it even worth going to bed? He dug up his midwest roots to live in Olympia, Wa., not too far from some sleepy volcanoes and beaches to write home about.