*Note: Originally published in 2018's Live Mag! Magazine. 

On the 12th night, we shuffle

under the rotations of a disco ball,

old Halloween decorations,

balloons bobbing on the ceiling

to remind us that the year is only

six days old. I barely survived

the holidays, but the city can be

unforgiving to introverts, pushing us

out of our brick covered shells because

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