elise.writer

elise.writer

VT

16 years old

Posts

  • I Am Alive

    Every morning I rise
    To solemnly smother strawberry jam
    On some sort of cinnamon muffin

    Every morning I rise
    To toss on a t-shirt  I've worn three days in a row
    And brush my teeth for not-long-enough
  • Sister

    I've had an older sister for as long as I can remember, but there are a thousand things she never told me. If we could have switched roles, just for a day, there are a thousand things I would have made clear.
  • Choreographer

    And all we do is
    Equivocate to
    Mislead and reach
    Hiding ourselves for
    Surreptitious
    Words buried no
    Longer incisive when
    It matters most and
    We gave up trying to
    Let vulnerabilities
    Free when we began
  • OK

    Symphony of colors
    Melody of hills
    Harmony of growth
    Ballad of truth
    Rhythm of quakes
    Tunes of emotions
    Beats of light
    Chorales of love

    Keys weave stitches with
    A gentle touch whispering
    To the pain not that