Ahh -- finally, their moment! This put a smile to my face. January was the cloudiest month in Burlington since 1951 so I could properly feel that gray, gray, gray of the sky, the chill of the sudden downpour, and the resignation of the narrator: Weather is just life, after all. But to see this equally drab person wait out the rain and step out into the spectacular, a sunbeam spotlight, must have lifted their spirits as much as my own.
Most of us are never truly satisfied with where we are in life... though wishing to feel older becomes a little less common! You'll be soon to hit the milestones of youth: Getting your driver's license, R-movies, graduation, your first day of college, your first big party. My advice is to look forward, not back, at all the firsts that are yet to come. Don't dally too long in the memories of the past when you have so much left in front of you!
There is an inherent goodness in this poem. The way you built up the tree as an inspirational Protector, only to realize that you must now take on that role yourself, took this in exactly the right direction. I applaud you (or your narrator) for defending your friend and standing up for what is right.
It's so beautiful. The way you made this moment that is simple seem complex makes me want to observe every second of seemingly mundane experiences. It's absolutely beautiful!
Have you read Heartbreak Bakery? I also love Cinderella Is Dead, This Poison Heart, and The Lesbiana's Guide to Catholic School - all funny yet serious and heartwarming.
Totally relatable and really well written!
Ahh -- finally, their moment! This put a smile to my face. January was the cloudiest month in Burlington since 1951 so I could properly feel that gray, gray, gray of the sky, the chill of the sudden downpour, and the resignation of the narrator: Weather is just life, after all. But to see this equally drab person wait out the rain and step out into the spectacular, a sunbeam spotlight, must have lifted their spirits as much as my own.
Most of us are never truly satisfied with where we are in life... though wishing to feel older becomes a little less common! You'll be soon to hit the milestones of youth: Getting your driver's license, R-movies, graduation, your first day of college, your first big party. My advice is to look forward, not back, at all the firsts that are yet to come. Don't dally too long in the memories of the past when you have so much left in front of you!
There is an inherent goodness in this poem. The way you built up the tree as an inspirational Protector, only to realize that you must now take on that role yourself, took this in exactly the right direction. I applaud you (or your narrator) for defending your friend and standing up for what is right.
It's so beautiful. The way you made this moment that is simple seem complex makes me want to observe every second of seemingly mundane experiences. It's absolutely beautiful!
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"catastrophize" great word. And that last pair of couplets --- woah, they really touched me. Beautiful poem!
So many great details! Can't tell whether this is real or imaginary observation --- not that it matters of course. Beautiful
Mmm...if you're trying to write a more YA story how about this:
The margarita burned the back of my throat as I swallowed, glanced across the roughly cut bar, and fell in love.
Have you read Heartbreak Bakery? I also love Cinderella Is Dead, This Poison Heart, and The Lesbiana's Guide to Catholic School - all funny yet serious and heartwarming.