Strangers
are the closest companions.
You take a shot
and I let it go.
You say I’m pretty
and I let it go.
Will we meet again?
I don’t know.
Strangers
are the closest companions.
You take a shot
and I let it go.
You say I’m pretty
and I let it go.
Will we meet again?
I don’t know.
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
Comments
This is so true!
Yay I'm grateful that someone understands how I feel!
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