Name: Casey Marie O’Brien, Yes, spelled with an e, not an a, Yes, a C, not a K.
Age: 18 years old, nearly 19, not nearly grown up.
Height: 5’5”, just a hair’s breadth above average.
Dress size: 6, approximately.
Hair color: Brown, a healthy hint of red.
Eye color: Brown, “chocolate” if you’re trying to flatter me.
Playing truth or dare at 2 am,
Always picking truth because
Vulnerability is exhilarating,
And I am drunk on the open air against my own bared heart.
Books read by window filtered sunlight
Ideas hand delivered by black ink stamp letters.
Opening night jitters
Closing night tears
A bouquet of flowers, a card with love inside
Fingers curled in my hair.
Legs touching beneath the table.
Ripples of laughter like waves in the ocean
Identity: Reshaped by
Friends who finish my sentences
Friends who hold me up when I didn’t even know I was falling.
Friends who lift me higher than I knew we could go.
Casey Marie O’Brien