School is not in session today.
One girl sits in her room
she does not move.
she is in the mountains
snow falls rivers freeze over
people are skiing outside
everything is silent
her phone her family
silent
Accept for the silver watch on her wrist
that ticks like a metal pulse against her arm
she does not hear it.
She dreams about the
happy girl at the beach
the sand and the ocean breeze
she grabs her pillow like the sail of a ship
she opens her eyes once, and she thinks to herself.
The beach would be the best vacation, ever.
Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 3:35 PM UTC
School is not in session today.
One girl sits in her room
she does not move.
she is in the mountains
snow falls rivers freeze over
people are skiing outside
everything is silent
her phone her family
silent
Accept for the silver watch on her wrist
that ticks like a metal pulse against her arm
she does not hear it.
She dreams about the
happy girl at the beach
the sand and the ocean breeze
she grabs her pillow like the sail of a ship
she opens her eyes once, and she thinks to herself.
The beach would be the best vacation, ever.
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