molly came to my birthday party

by Jade Driscoll

in my dream. we sang, ate cake,

and popped balloons we spent

hours blowing up. i asked her why

she came to my party. we hadn’t spoken

in years and it wasn’t my birthday.

she shrugged and stuck a needle

in an orange balloon. she stayed

hours after the other guests left,

until it was time for me to sleep.

aren’t i asleep already? i asked.

she shrugged and stuck a needle

in me.


Jade Driscoll is currently pursuing her Master’s degree in creative writing from Central Michigan University. When she’s not writing, Jade enjoys devouring books of almost any genre, listening to music, and going to concerts. Her poetry and short fiction have previously appeared in Collision Literary Magazine, Third Wednesday, Remington Review, and others.