I met him at the train—tall and still
against the station’s cough and flow,
of pale houses and shuttered windows.
His voice like a song
rising in tempo.
I’m in love with a boy who lost the same
off-white tooth three times:
tooth in netting, tooth in fist,
tooth in tall grass,
a boy whose moments of greatest valor
happen in a train cutting across blue
who holds a guitar in his lap
to give to a homeless man
he met yesterday.
Restless line for the bathroom,
shoes unpeeling from linoleum,
ticket machines clicking—
evening in a city of misty music,
his voice slicing through the unease
Claudia Heymach is a Stanford University undergraduate who has always harbored a love for writing and science. In high school, she was a National YoungArts finalist in short fiction and a Texas Young Masters grant recipient in literary arts. In her free time, she can often be found in her research lab or a coffee shop. She is from Houston, Texas.