• celestinelefae 5w

    She Was a Sometimes Child

    Autumn's children
    Their lyric tongue
    Redolent, these burdened & mindful sanctuaries
     filtered remembrances 
    Of classrooms long emptied 
    Chalk-dusted sing song cadences
    Extra credit scabby knees 
    Puzzled anxieties 
    Fractional frustrated tears of selfhate
    When did I stop trying
    To become?
    ©celestinelefae