From Far Away

the lights become 
a tiny universe. 

Individual lives 
swirl together 
and overlap 
until they fit in the palm of my hand. 

Nothing but specks of color 
in a dark, cold world, 
threatening to devour. 





 

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.