Paper Towns

by Nicole Di Angelo

Nicole Di Angelo

I feel my hands on her back. And it is dark as I kiss her, but I have my eyes open and so does Margo. She is close enough to me that I can see her, because even now there is the outward sign if invisible light, even at night in this parking lot on the outskirts of Agloe. After we kiss, our foreheads touch as we stare at each other. Yes, i can see her almost perfectly in this cracked darkness.