Written, read, created, and mostly filmed by me
Song: "You're Somebody Else" Instrumental by Flora Cash
There is sunshine this morning.
It warps the frost on the window,
melts frozen feathers into my palm,
dampens the folded cuff of my coat.
I'm not waiting for anyone.
This morning there is music resonating
down the hallway at school.
Someone stands in the center of a room to my right,
dancing with words,
smiling only half as wide as me.
There's ink on my wrist,
blued from writing late into the night
when my bare feet refused to walk
in the solitary dark to the cold sink down the hall,
wash my hands
with frothy soap under endless water.