Throwing Dirt at the Moon

by James Babbs

I remember getting angry
before running outside
throwing dirt at the moon
because some girl had
refused to dance with me
and
the moon was so bright
it hurt my eyes
and
I didn’t want to
look at it anymore
but
I stood out there
for the longest time
and
nobody ever came to
check on me
and
I don’t remember her name
but
I wonder sometimes
whatever happened to her