I understand the
open-mouth
awe-struck
fangirls
screaming 
for their celebrity savior

The painless freedom
of loving the
unobtainable

Preteen fangirl
walls garnished 
with cutouts 
from Tiger Beat
BOP & J-14

I took my mother’s hand
as we strode down the hall
and into my bedroom
to reveal four walls 
of celebrity
Not an inch of wall to spare

Twenty-two 
and still a fangirl
I sit sweaty in the seat 
of a tattoo artist
grinning as he agrees
to mark my body
with the face of 
James Baldwin
smoking a cigarette 

Fangirl for life
I scream 
from my bedroom window
I’ve found the fountain of youth
and it shines
like glitter