Amalie@kua

GEORGIA

I hang

Upside down off the bench

My curls

Rain onto the grass

In a beautiful waterfall

My legs go numb

Yin,

you are the moon,

a circle of white layered with platinum,

emitting a smoky and transparent aura.

Yang,

you are the sun,

an entity of blazing colors draped over each other,

If to be a sonnet is to be vain, then to be a sonnet is to be a friend. 

If to be a limerick is to be laughed at, then to be a limerick is to be a child. 

5 years ago I was in 5th grade 

My "friend" told me I had a weird laugh 

I was too scared to laugh after that