top of page
< Back


Courtney Blue

April feels like a deathbed

And graduation like a funeral

Not a sad one though

One at the end of a long and happy life

A celebration of a thousand embraces

and laughing fits

and tarot readings where I told you

"The cards say you should break up with your boyfriend"

Nights when we laid in your bed and you played your guitar for me

The grief is still there, though

I get choked up whenever I think about you

Just four more weeks where I only have to walk a few doors down, 

barefoot in my pajamas, to see you

I wish I had hugged you tighter and more often

I made a deal with the devil to have such a blessed season of my life

Mourning the ending is the consequence, the curse

Courtney is a Utah-raised, Brooklyn-based writer and art historian. She explores topics of queerness, womanhood, spirituality, and coming of age in her expanding practice of poetry and fiction writing.

bottom of page