I
walk up
a hundred
gravel driveways
in stories I tell
to myself with soft lines
that girls prettier than I
follow, muted hysteria
sticking to their elevated heels
urging them to fall from their steep tiptoes.
They are dancers, these fairy-light girls;
they bound from step to step, graceful
despite the weights on their backs.
Oh, they are almost me
and yet I suspect
that in the end
we will find
different
homes
Eden Hitchcock is an avid reader and slightly less avid writer. She lives and attends high school in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. When not busy with school, homework, and other tedious necessities, she enjoys playing guitar and hammocking with her friends.
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