puddle girl

the puddles splashed underfoot
as she ran 
through the dreary afternoon 
her bright yellow boots spatered with mud 
and little bits of dried grass
her pigtails bouncing 
on her light blue open shoulder top
the one with the little pink flowers embroidered on the hem 
her outstreched arms looked like they were touching the sky 
brighter than the sun 
was her smile
warmer than fire
was her joy 
she was truly happy. 
 

Inkpaw

VT

18 years old

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  • The Boxes In The Corner

    Looming over your shoulders

    Each stack higher than its former

    Every thought and every scrap

    Of an idea too scared to ponder

     

    Every moment that hurt

    Each minute that lingered longer

  • Inadequacy


    How do I push the words out
    From behind my taffy tongue 
    Thick with salty tears 
    And full of grubby thumb 


    I’m a child 
    Pretending that I’m numb 
    To escape the overwhelming feelings 

  • Paper Frogs

    Why

    When feet fall soft but quick 

    Does the hallway extend

    And the hot breath of whoever’s behind me feel hotter 

    Why do I stay pressed to the wall 

    Like a stubborn gruby sticker