Annelie Hyatt

Useless Phrases

Lying in the tall grass,

let me remember the reasons I love you 
so shall rain become interesting again, 
personal mementos and smeared script
the self’s dissemination of itself

in touch, in secrets which I didn’t tell you 
and to devour my memories, to disguise my intentions 
love cannot be lost in its many forms of existence
only pushed aside

I took you to my bedroom, lying
about my escapades and the men I didn’t desire 
tried to demonstrate my intentions

but felt too guilty to hold you
and if desire is not predation,
if I can love you for small and simple reasons
chestnut curls and mascara smudges under your eyes
the shameful urges imprisoned in my hands
it’s too beautiful to remember, it’s too beautiful to name

Annelie Hyattis a rising senior at The Beacon School in New York. Her writing has been recognized by the National Scholastic Art and Writing Awards. She is a future Dramatic Writer at the New York University Tisch School of Arts and is studying foreign journalism at The School of the New York Times this summer. In her spare time, she can be found reading Adrienne Rich and finding new restaurants to try.