Writing

Find your footing on the ground 

Solid, like you know who you are 

Watch it soar through the sky 

Like a broken piece of the sun 

Shooting up past the stars 

I didn’t plan on spending my Thursday evening staring into the abyss, but there I was, white-knuckled gripping onto the doorknob. It was quiet inside, felt like you could yell and it would never bounce back to you.

I have been feeling like I am even more different then normal because of my math teacher that I have. When I ask for something that I need to do well in school even though we are done with class and are waiting for the next class to be ready.

i sit by the river 

   and 

           wait

i stand by the ocean 

I thought

This would be it.

Five and a half days would pass

Like lightning -

And you'd be gone,

And so would everyone else,

And we'd readjust,

Refocus again,

And I'd be back

To square one.

Do the penguins care

about the one with orange beaks, an extra stripe? 

Do the giraffes mind 

that his neck is longer, that she has less spots? 

Because the humans do,