Geri

One girl’s lanky frame against the dark turf field,

lit up by fluorescent lights 

She saunters toward the building 

holding another girl’s hand

The screen stares back at me: 

9:30 pm, 

an unfinished assignment, 

a deadline due. 

My weary chest heaves a heavy breath. 

"Don't wait for permission to do something creative." - Ava DuVernay 

Oh, look at the leaves. 

Look at how they fly. 

Look at how they circle, 

Freckling the sky. 

It is September, yet 

I can still hear the beach. 

The sea moves and swells; 

it tumbles to the shore, 

dusts itself off,