the girls from machova

there is something beautiful
about the fragile & young, the secretly
emotionally-kept by current
next-best-things, living for slow months
of when and just-because, looking
miserable in the grocery store, thinking
in bunkbeds while misavoiding love, and

the girls from machova are beautiful,
but they fall from chairs, they're so
bird-heartedly fragile but beautiful,
almost as beautiful as when they
stand up, step up from the ground.