by Nate Hanson ’28

Warm September night,
Streetlights painting the night,
Concrete on my skin. 
Two souls whispered through the dark,
Things heavy, 
Sink in the daylight. 
He needs me, 
I need him,
Is this magic?

Written by

Gabriel McCreath

Gabriel McCreath is one of the Creative Section editors for the Wooster Voice. He is a Religious Studies major. He is from Waltham, Massachusetts.