first and last party i will ever throw
here we are: pirouetting at the start
of the end, lionhearted and roaring,
giddy on the rosemary-infused vodka
of our blood, tiptoeing a cotton-candy
horizon, about to — but first, let’s party!
let’s pop! champagne, hopscotch
on tightrope, skinny dip in the punch
bowl of god’s sky, pucker up and kiss
quietly. then loudly. let’s freeze laughs
into a popsicle, suck hard at this party,
giggle about our brutal youth, & ballet
on a peach bellybutton. let’s trampoline
& land softly, eat yoghurt off nose-
tips, bury tongues in our fondue. let’s
forget gravity & dive upward. let’s forget
to land. here i am – a piñata spinning,
slowly, full of candy, ready to be split
open. please, don’t hit me, yet.
please let me spin awhile. please,
let me have more time
at this party.
Kit Lea Cheang is an undergraduate at Yale University. Her fiction has been featured in Cha: An Asian Literary Journal and is forthcoming in Curating Alexandria. Born and raised in Singapore, Kit Lea is an editor at the Yale Daily News and performs with spoken word group Jook Songs.
