Maybe,
like steak,
it needs to marinate.
Maybe,
like soup,
it needs to simmer.
Or, maybe,
it’s like watermelon:
the one food everyone else raves about,
but I can never get into
so I leave it alone.
Maybe,
like steak,
it needs to marinate.
Maybe,
like soup,
it needs to simmer.
Or, maybe,
it’s like watermelon:
the one food everyone else raves about,
but I can never get into
so I leave it alone.
One girl’s lanky frame against the dark turf field,
lit up by fluorescent lights
She saunters toward the building
holding another girl’s hand
The screen stares back at me:
9:30 pm,
an unfinished assignment,
a deadline due.
My weary chest heaves a heavy breath.
"Don't wait for permission to do something creative." - Ava DuVernay
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