Past, Prestent, And Forever - Poem by Rebecca Dodgson
I lived in the room between my sister and my parents,
between wild risks and 'be back by sunset.'
Peddling back after hours spent with nonsensical philosophy
somewhere between the flowing river and home.
I waited between high heels and sketchers
between doing my homework and Dragon Tails
(While eating cheerios) .
Held up after painting my walls blue
(instead of pink)
and donating my butterfly curtains.
I lived between waiting for tomorrow
and wishing for today to end.
Late nights and Times New Roman
pulled me foreword and away
from humming with the bees.
I use mascara and nail polish-
a bonus if its glitter.
I write reports-
with a pencil from a pink panda pencil pouch.
Years from now, I'll be driving my car
and will sing 'forsythia'
to yellow bushes.
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