to roost
​Aanji Sin

i love you because that is what it means to be good.
take things apart and put them back together
—call it invention.
no matter. all the cities feel like me anyways.
walk instead of drive, look for that splotch of blue 
in every window. turn all of your t-shirts
inside out. wish i had been crueler
& the salt air and grains of rice and the pins
we left in things
all pretty things that i want to hold onto
keep slipping through my thinning fingers.

so say it’s forever. take good and boil
the hell out of it. you know intention better than i do,
it’s what you’re always chasing and
what you own none of. in the distance, the city lights
tremble into a straight line down. un- and re-tethered
to the earth. you live in different cities
for the satisfaction of wanting to be somewhere else. you leave
because you know you’ll want to come back

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Aanji Sin (SC '24) is a poet from South Pasadena, CA. She loves Victoria Chang, coconut flavored anything, and knowing the end.​