temporary miracle

she tucks a flower in her hair
on the first day of spring,
seventy five degrees of sunshine
flushing her skin oh-so-slightly,
summer colors in the form of
soft cloth
playing
against her knees.

she’s still not used to the coolness being all right-
she’s spent so long in tight jeans and
sweatshirts
that block out
all weather
(good and bad alike)
that really feeling the sun and
tasting air as fresh as a watermelon
(red frost is her favorite color,
all of a sudden)
feels like nothing short of a
mistake.

just for today,
her job is to look through tinted glasses
to save herself from the burning sky,
lose herself in someone else’s words
and forget their scent,
choosing instead the smell of damp, sweet
soil
and life.

her story is a quickly deflating balloon
and her job is, not to rescue it,
but to keep it from sinking completely
for another few
seconds.

Advertisements

1 Comment

Filed under Uncategorized

One response to “temporary miracle

  1. The story and descriptions are vivid. I love this one too.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s