Call Me Peter

L Scully

You spend summers cutting your pants into shorts and leaving messages to Peter Pan. Braiding grass and collecting acorns and rocks that look like dinosaur eggs all for Peter Pan. Whisper into the trees with your little girl voice begging for Peter to reveal himself. Everyone thinks you’re cute for having a crush on Peter Pan but you dress up like him for four Halloweens not even in a row and the truth is you want to be a lost boy, too.