spray paint the moon
a lighter shade
of yellow
you grow the kind
of ears that can hear
the ocean
in everything
the night sky
gives off just
enough light
to appear bourgeois
the neighborhood
feels the right
amount of drunk
Christina Pan's short stories and poetry appear or are forthcoming in Eunoia Review, Ekphrastic Review, Trouvaille Review, and Vagabond City Lit. She lives in New York City.