The air is cool, clean in the wake of rain
Gray sky hangs too close for comfort
As the leaves finally reveal to us their true colors
And I shed layers of myself
Walking down the cement pathway
Lined on both sides by trees older than time, it seems
I shrug into my knitted scarf
And shrug into myself
In truth, I wear this life
The same way I wear this jacket and this scarf
And, stuffing my arms into the short, snug sleeves,
I am finding that it’s a forced fit
the edge of everything
April 29th will mark one year for me on Ficlets.
I have sworn to uphold the values of the League of Awesomess. I shall hereby be known as Pens: Wearer of the Green Hat of Awesomeness. :]
So I love winter, but summer’s my season. Aimless driving, summer music, open windows, sunglasses, and thunderstorms seem to renew me. Late nights and lots of inspiration. Yeah, summer’s my season.
I’m looking forward to the prospect of beginning college in the fall, which is a little scary and a lot exciting.
And all at once, the crowd begins to sing.
Sometimes the hardest thing
and the right thing
are the same.
all at once : the fray
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SERIES
The Castle in the Air, written with kwatz and pen.up.girl and still in the works, begins here: http://ficlets.com/stories/30409
Hey Jude and Dear Prudence, written with Promises Broken & Backs Turned and also still in the works, begins here: http://ficlets.com/stories/29143
Published on October 26, 2007.
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