Dear Life
My heart flips for you.
I remember the rush, running
under streetlamps to see you smile.
You took away my sister and left a beautiful sunrise,
the whole gray dawn heavy with light.
When frustration staples to my mind
and stress spreads like fire through my house,
I want to scream at stars that no longer shine.
Life, you are not simple.
You are my disease and cure.
You are the lathe turning away pieces of my world,
the scar on my finger. You are forever.
I want to find light in the cracks of your skin,
feel the wind that soars through your body.
I want to grasp you in my arms again,
say, this is how we love.
Poets:
Scott Parson’s 12-grade class
Maplewood Career Center
Ravenna, Ohio
Design:
Alex McClelland
Kent State University
Visual Communication Design
Poster
