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I Wish She’d Stop Pacing the Hallway; She Makes Me Anxious Grace Sword
Violet shirts clash Against seafoam green pants Against orange socks Stained with spilled (albeit hurled) milk And tears. I ask myself, “Why can’t I look good while I’m in here?” In here: Where the TVs are caged And buildings and mountains are drawn, with dull crayons, on paper Stuck on windowless walls that do not let any sun in So the fluorescent lights will have to do. I could ask for another blanket, but I decided it was better to feel cold then nothing at all.
-Grace Sword is a sophomore from Marion, NC, pursuing majors in Dramatic Arts and English and a minor in Anthropology.-
