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Oct 22
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The Young Poet

Walking to School

Who was she? 
A random girl walking across the parking lot at work
Obviously she didn’t work there
She was maybe 14 or 15
Walking fast
Head down
Her thumbs hooked onto the straps of her blue bag
The grey sweatshirt that had once been white
Covered in paint and makeup stains
To big for her
Maybe belonging to a boyfriend or parent
She had pulled the strings tight
Shielding most of her face to the wind
The cropped jeans
Showing off most of her shins
Shins littered in goosebumps from the cold
Four tiny little anklets made out of string
If you looked close
You would see that one of them read
Queen
In bulky letter beads
She was staring down at her shoes
Old Converse that had been painted in the colors of the rainbow
Paint chips had flaked off
On the toes of the shoes
Potato was written on one
And a small smiley face on the other
Here she was
7:30 in the morning
Walking to school
In the freezing cold
Wearing a sweatshirt and cropped jeans

 
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Posted: 10.22.19
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Izzy Shrout
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  1. Forever young
    Oct 25, 2019

    This is so good <3

    "we have to teach our girls that they can reach as high as humanly possible."
    Beyonce
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