Writing

I am a girl from Burlington, Vermont.
And I will always be a New England girl,
Trips to Maine because I can’t survive the summer without seeing the ocean.
Family from Massachusetts,
And a dear love for Boston.

a black cat crossed the street

as i was speeding down it,

i came to a halt, 

but it was already gone. 

i guess that it's lucky:

i didn't kill the cat,

but as i stepped out to look where it stood,

You can't rule with an imaginary crown,

we left the real ones on the shelf in Great Britain,

hundreds of years ago.

We left to be free,

we the people would love to be free.

I shouldn't like it but I do,

a drip of poison or 2.

You love me,

and I love you.

4 years is too long to wait,

I need you now,

let me get a taste.

There's a person in my class. He's mean to me, yet he is bullied by others. You're not good enough and no one likes you echoes through my head, his voice pounding in my ears. Agreeing with my bad thoughts.

a fresh white blanket covers the hill.

i press my palms down into the layers.

flakes fall onto my face.

they melt fast but the feeling stays.