Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2017
meanwhile,
summer is not
ours

it is not
a celebration,
it is teddy bears

on street corners,
bodega flowers
on makeshift graves,

distorted faces of
home-printed memorials
on t-shirts

the same color and
texture as what
the dead boy was selling,

meanwhile,
summer is nothing more
than closed houses,

decks with grandmothers
scowling down at the teenagers
who are not sure

if
they
are even real
Kinda inspired by Danez Smith.
sadgirl
Written by
sadgirl  14/F/nowhere - and everywhere
(14/F/nowhere - and everywhere)   
598
   Toriana
Please log in to view and add comments on poems