Descubriendo Filadelfia — Humberto Hinojal
OUT OF ORBIT
— Doris Zheku
It was in Ventnor where we first plotted our escapes
You took off in your dad’s Honda Element
And I boarded that plane.
It was New Years. Berlin. You asked me to be your midnight kiss.
We were crossing the border into Hungary when you told me I should come home with you
and I fell for it.
It was in New Brunswick. I was standing on your porch, knocking on your door,
It was raining and I realized you were no longer home.
It was over the phone when you asked to come visit
I should’ve hung up
And gone back to watching Netflix.
It was in Saint Petersburg.
I was so proud of all the paintings and New Yorker poems on the wall
Yet you asked, “Where is all the furniture?”
We are in Philadelphia
In the Gayborhood
Celebrating my birthday.
You say I should move to New York and be your roommate,
I tell you not to wait.