Gali

Gali

VT

14 years old

Posts

  • Old Grey T Shirt

    A girl

    In the elementary school

    Had to walk around

    In an old grey T shirt

    Way to big for her

    Because

    A sliver of skin

    Not much thicker than my thumb

    Was showing

    And the teachers

  • Home Is The Place

    It's been two years

    Since I moved here

    One year

    Since I called it my home

    Home is the place

    With more dirt roads

    Than paved

    And the dirt roads

    Carry the name

    Of your friend's grandfather

  • Why Can’t I be Both

    Why can’t I be both 

    Why can’t I like

    Crop tops 

    And still support

    Women’s rights

    Why can’t I wear makeup 

    And still think 

    All bodies

    Are beautiful 

    Why is it bad

  • The Way Of Life

    One foot

    Infront of the other

    Head held high

    Flat expression

    On my face

    The only sign

    Of any emotion

    Are my fists

    Clenched by my sides

    Or my thumb

    Tapping each finger

  • I'm Sorry

    I'm sorry 

    I'm sorry for what 

    My country is doing 

    For what we seem to think 

    Is OK   

    I'm sorry for how 

    My president is acting 

Loves

  • A few Julys ago

    Remember the girl?


     

    She’s in second grade,

    Maybe

    Blond brown curls

    Blue green eyes.


     

    She’s sitting on the top metal pole of the fence

    Chipped green paint

  • apple

    i'll use your name. sweet nothings spill

    from well-meaning mouths & shatter on concrete radiating summer sun

    right back at you, perfect -- dainty -- shiny with dewdrops. they told me

  • Tired.

    I’m tired.

    Not “need-a-nap” tired.

    Not “school-was-long” tired.

    I’m tired in a way that reaches all the way down to my ribs.

    I don’t sleep much anymore.

    I stay up listening.

    Not for music.

  • Poetry

    By Calico Frost

    Fire

    Wisps of smoke flick through the sky

    a quickly fading whisper of what was

    of what used to be

    but not anymore.

    Faintly glowing embers

    tokens of the past

    they fade away too soon

  • Quiet Expectations

    They won’t teach me how to be a woman— 
    But they’ll notice when I’m not. 
    Say I should smile more, try harder, 
    Be brighter, quieter, 
    Less me, more what they forgot