2020 was an undeniably challenging year for a lot of people, and 2021 seemed to usher in a feeling of hope and a fresh start for many. Vaccines are being distributed, warmer weather is approaching, and there’s a chance we might have somewhat of a return to normalcy. However, 2021 has already brought its own set of trials and challenges including political tension, new COVID strains, and concern with vaccine distribution. Not to mention, most people have already fallen off their resolutions by now

Ayon broke my gaze and looked up at the ceiling, “Imari…” His voice trailed off. I brought my hand to his cheek, and his eyes met mine again. Then before he could say anything else, I kissed him.

The yellow-green tint of the studio at night makes Alison’s skin look tan as she stands in front of Eryn and I, explaining our next steps. It’s 6:45 p.m. and the tall arching windows that normally reveal the morning sunlight are covered with darkness. We’re rehearsing for Dance Alabama, the student-choreographed show produced by the Dance Department at The University of Alabama. Alison stands feet agape, her hands are clasped together, and two strands of dirty blonde hair hang out of her low bun. She looks at me.

“I’ll be waiting, love.” That’s what he said to me when I told him I’d call him that night. The night I broke his heart. But I miss the boy who called me darling. The way his voice that was a beautiful blend of the ghetto, a smooth talker, Jamaica, and the south.