No change in my status since the last post except that I am growing increasingly excited as school draws near. And I'm working on some poetry. Even though I really do need to be writing more stuff for my independent study.
I scribbled unicorns for my mother
and colored in mandala patterns
for my father,
but rarely got an extra glance
for my artistic endeavors.
I put them on my bedroom walls
instead of our blank white refrigerator,
where I could be proud of myself
(since no one would be so for me).
I rather like where this one is going.
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