NaPoWriMo Day #8: Look at the Time

bruised knees and scraped elbows,
c u t     u p ankles and
mud-caked hands,
eyes peeking under slashes of dirt,
soil entangled in grimy hair.

Now it’s tensed shoulders and bony arms

and wired frames and slouching spines.

lifeless eyes peeking under longer bangs

a mask of hair and biting lips.

the future breathes down each one’s neck
gripping a pencil to recall the facts–
but the facts have
disappeared from your
tapping fingers
because you
let them run away.

conformity becomes material for the story penned;
an unclaimed fear the unwanted tenant, your mind
the distracted landlord.

biggest horrors go from:

spiders to misbehavior marks to Fs to last one picked to the only girl at the table to the only one who cares about this book to bullies and disparaging glares, to no party invites, to gossip and then to the aching pain of rejection

to being lied to.
to being cast aside.

aging leads to the expansion of knowledge
but it can also result in decomposition of the spirit~

bruised hearts and c u t u p smiles

my, look at the time.


6 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo Day #8: Look at the Time

  1. Wow this is so powerful Grace! I love the lines “cut up ankles and mud-caked hands. Bruised hearts and cut up smiles.” They so plainly show the shift of focus from childhood to adulthood. ❤ Keep smiling girly theirs always a rainbow after the rain. [=

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