I Could Be Your Magazine

Lizzy Golda

Let me be the window you roll down.
Let me be your favorite part of town.

I should be the lotus on your palm,
the voice you’re focused on.

I might be distant as the moon,
but you could take the train up to my room.

I am a language you could learn.
I am the money you should earn.

Let me hear what you have seen.
I could be your magazine.