Ecstasy
By Kaitlyn Dada
All night I lay dreaming
wading in the wonder
trying to figure out how
to pronounce ecstasy
in my life and perhaps
never have I had an
occasion to use though
perhaps from this distance
my Father’s promise to
never leave my father’s
corny jokes my mother’s
hospitality my
idiosyncrasies
each accidentally
speak to what I am in
my anxiety the
things I cannot express
I wish I could whisper
I see us on a street
perhaps a toxic scene
neutralized somehow by
the sight of you eating
on break and the not-quite-
too-tired phone calls after
long days silence so solemn
the only sound in the
moment before one or
both of us falls is the
little ring as over
time and space a crazy
hot, crazy guy calls and
leaves my heart twisting
like a miracle toy
Kaitlyn Dada (she/her) is a creative utilizing memoir to embrace humanity through documentation. She produced her first play in 2017 and most recently fell in love with performance while studying at the Art Institute in Chicago. Her roots are planted deep in the outskirts of the Windy City, even as she explores what the rest of the world has to teach her.