Mar 8
and rain down hard
crashing into me
take my glimmer with each splash as each drop slides down the surface of my skin
taking particles of me with it
plummeting in between my red painted toes to the grass where my feet are planted
the smell of green
fresh spring
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Exist is a place to publish whatever your heart desires. This publication doesn’t have a specific niche. We are all about expressing whatever. I was tired of writing stories and then struggling to find a publication that had the same niche as my story. This is why we exist.
Pervious Editor-in-Chief of her school newspaper and named number two student journalist in CO 2021. Writes poems, life lessons, and personal opinions.
