THE COLLEGE HILL INDEPENDENT


Skype Reverberations

by Eli Pitegoff

Illustration by Polina Godz

published January 31, 2014


Because

     skype conjures you

     with strange pixels

     that dance

     around your face

     fractionally,

     and tries to

     freeze you

     into a momentary statue. 

But

     your lips never

     freeze

     as you

     glitch into

     calculated thoughts

     on anti-capitalists

     and recline into

     reflections

     on the plastic

     sushi sculptures

     at that Japanese place

     in Ku-Damm.

And

     in the dark

     you explain your next

     hair color

     so that the speakers hum

     “brunette dream”

     as my sun

     sets.

Because

     you lay down 

     on your bed but

     my laptop

     never

     left you flat.