I loved him. I loved his sassy cat saunter, the little wet footprints pattering over my concrete floor. I loved his soft orange fur, the way I could just bury my face in it. I love is bright green eyes, shining like pond lilies. the best thing that ever happened to me was him. that will always be true.
Megan
i saunter
through
the park,
remembering
the last
time the
floor was
painted red
and orange,
how far
and close
we’ve come.
now,
we’re missing
a father
and clothes
are fitting
tighter,
but we’re
skipping with
more grace
and less
fear.
our mind
seems
clearer,
our spirit,
brighter.
i
saunter
by the
statue
of the
seated woman
and i can’t
see myself
in her
anymore.
She saunters through like the world was made for her. The queen has finally arrived. No one else matters. She doesn’t hear their sighs or see their eyerolls.
All eyes fell upon the stranger as he entered the room. Conversations quieted and he commanded the room’s attention, without a word. His saunter was calm and mysterious while his eye burned bright with danger. He ran a hand through his messy jet black hair, his ice blue eye searching
I loved him. I loved his sassy cat saunter, the little wet footprints pattering over my concrete floor. I loved his soft orange fur, the way I could just bury my face in it. I love is bright green eyes, shining like pond lilies. the best thing that ever happened to me was him. that will always be true.
i saunter
through
the park,
remembering
the last
time the
floor was
painted red
and orange,
how far
and close
we’ve come.
now,
we’re missing
a father
and clothes
are fitting
tighter,
but we’re
skipping with
more grace
and less
fear.
our mind
seems
clearer,
our spirit,
brighter.
i
saunter
by the
statue
of the
seated woman
and i can’t
see myself
in her
anymore.
She saunters through like the world was made for her. The queen has finally arrived. No one else matters. She doesn’t hear their sighs or see their eyerolls.
He did not have any classes for today, but he still went to the university.
And he sauntered through the campus.
Among fellow students who were rushing between things, he was quite a surprising existence.
All eyes fell upon the stranger as he entered the room. Conversations quieted and he commanded the room’s attention, without a word. His saunter was calm and mysterious while his eye burned bright with danger. He ran a hand through his messy jet black hair, his ice blue eye searching