Crusty Child

Crusty child, 
rub your dry eyes, 
flap your birdlike limbs, 
stare with an open mouth. 

Are you hungry? 
Are you sad? 
Are you tired of being a crusty child? 
 

Geri

MD

17 years old

More by Geri

  • Battle Cries

    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

  • Surrender

    The screen stares back at me: 

    9:30 pm, 

    an unfinished assignment, 

    a deadline due. 

    My weary chest heaves a heavy breath.