You're not a failure for failingHer small, anxious handsYou're not a failure for failing4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
grabbed the cup, a bit too large
as it slipped down and tumbled to the ground,
the milky mess covering the carpet:
her mother let out a disapproving sigh
and rolled her eyes,
“Will you ever do anything right?”
and that’s when she began
to limit her aspirations,
so that her dreams would never be too large,
so she’d never make any mistakes
she’d never again drop the cup,
but she’d never have enough to drink.
Fox and the Girl: Part 1The trees, looming and casting shadows over the river, were vivid in colors. Most of the leaves were ready to fall to the ground, but still maintained a light grasp on the branches. Coming here during this time of the year relaxed me. I leaned against one of the trees and allowed myself to slide down until I was sitting.Fox and the Girl: Part 11 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All the grass in the area had changed to a dry yellow. I closed my eyes, and listened to the river’s dull hum. I took in a deep breath and could almost taste autumn. After a moment of listening to the river, I heard some leaves rustle somewhere in the distance. I glanced around and my eyes widened as they settled on the copper-colored beast.
The fur-covered beast was standing only a few feet away from me; it seemed to be a fox, but much larger. Under normal circumstances, I think I might’ve been scared; its eyes gave off a peaceful warmth with their amber glow. I would’ve fled just at that moment had it not been for the mere size and peculiarity of th