that asks all the boys
about their bellybuttons
and if they collect lint like mine.
My bellybutton is her fave,
she says, so deep and off balance,
and I smile despite
the fact that she likes Rupi Kaur.
We meet behind a boxstore,
we meet at Patrizia's,which is essentially my mom's name,
and another Her's mom's name.
The past and the future
don't exist, just now,
and us questioning whether
bellybutton is one word or two.