2022-2023, Poem

The Rainbow Connection

The Rainbow Connection
Anka Chiorini, '23

Some days, my sentences start with “someday.”
The implication that someday, things will be magical, that we’ll
Do all the things we mean to do, to find
What we mean to find. It
Pains me to think of the
Things I have pushed off to that elusive someday on the other side of the rainbow,
Lost in time and space with no lasting realistic connection.

Some days, somedays feel far away. The
Self-imposed promises of the perfect college, perfect jobs, perfect lovers,
Perfect life spin in my head, the
Sound of my imagination becoming loud and unbearable, the way it often is for dreamers.
But then the noise is quieted at the thought of todays. And
The somedays leave me.