Calico Frost

I have the chance to do anything

not quite everything

but many things

and I don't know what I want to do.

I could be a writer

or start my own company

or be an Einstein-level mathematician

I hate stereotypes

and the heavy, constant smell of perfume as I walk by my classmates wearing too much lip gloss

but I like dressing myself up

and I do care about my appearance

A simple wish, really

nothing much

nowhere far

no crazy place

a simple, domestic idea, I guess.

A small boat, really

nothing much

nowhere far

not for too long

a single day, I guess.

Silent

blank

empty

no new messages

no bolded titles waiting to be opened

waiting to be read

nothing to see

nothing to do

bored

hollow

quiet.

Everything has been explored

I could fly.

Not like stereotypical Peter Pan style or with bird wings

but with a shirt

with built-in handlebars

I soared and failed

crashing into my ceiling.

I told my brother to hop on

Soft pink

mixed with the blue of today

a magenta now

you can see the swirls and streaks of the colors in the sky

warm and cool

the sharp, sincere orange flashes across the horizon

mixing

merging