lilyaugust1

Down. The Glowing orb sinks, Becoming one with the earth. Out rises the blackness, the vast expanse of nothing that is more than everything Small fingers, that once grasped their mothers hair, reach out struggle to brush the sky and curl in defeat. Ten years later, stare at the same sky, That I once tried to have. to grasp it, is to hold the universe in the palm of your hand. I am no god. Now, I have learned that out of our haven Earth is cold barren dark Those diamonds are simply burning balls of gas. And when I finally see them, they will be gone. But to me, this sky is more I reach and it cradels me with its c

She stood tall, Seven years tall. And forty eight inches, Exactly. She knew because she measured them every morning. She was proud of each of them. Letting the concrete of the deck burn her feet the color of ripe tomatoes She stood in her fuchsia bathing suit, the ruffled top quivering slightly as her small chest shook. Her pigtails bounced as she climbed the ladder. Her skinny legs scrambled haphazardly with her arms, Wildly out of sync, desperate to reach the top. The pitter patter of her small feet was thunderous in her ears. Each one the pace of a giant. Because today, she would conquer. The treads on the teal plastic boar