Written by Ayanna Cash // Illustrated by Yara Hamo
I used to think applying my glitter eyeshadow was the closet I’d ever come to dancing with the stars.
But the way my friends’ smiles twinkle in the strobe lights.
And the way their lip gloss and blue shimmer shadows reflect the LED lights.
Their holographic nail polish sparkles against their cups,
And their rhinestone belts and hoop earrings reflect the flickering lights.
We laugh and intertwine our bodies on the dance floor.
Our fiery hearts feed of off one another,
And ignite the bravery we’ve locked within ourselves.
Our light and love for one another is everlasting and unwavering.
I’m starting to believe we are the stars,
And I couldn’t get any closer if I tried.