In thin air, strapped, I’m on top of the world. I work the squeegee on the glass.

You’re in bed, satin loosely on your body, a novel over your face.

You sip your juice. Ours eyes meet. We pretend we don’t see each other.

You’re on top of another world.

Jude Faith is yet to be published. She is a freshman at the University. She enjoys writing.