Who keeps chasing a girl
after getting stared down the barrel
of my daddy’s shotgun?
Someone who jumps
out of airplanes
into
enemy terrain, catches me
when I jump
out of the path of the
locomotive, trained
into your arms.
Made you jump back
into my hips
the minute
we were alone.
You’ll never find anyone like me
in a shoe store.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me. Some of my fiction might have provoked divorce proceedings in another state.😈
MA English literature, College of Charleston
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Comments (5)
That image of him getting stared down by your daddy’s shotgun and still coming back — that’s the moment that stuck with me. It feels half reckless, half devoted, like he doesn’t know whether he’s chasing danger or you. And then the shift to “catches me when I jump out of the path of the locomotive” — it made me picture love as this constant near-collision, like you two are always on the edge of something intense. I’m still turning over that last line about not finding anyone like you in a shoe store — it’s funny but also kind of defiant, like you’re daring him to understand your worth. Do you see him as the hero here, or is it more about you realizing your own power in the way he keeps coming back?
All of this is awesome. Sounds what you've said about your relationship. Love that lady line. It made me grin. Well done.
Love this!
Yeah, I like it! Best to you!
“Jumping back into my hips” will stay with me.