by Connor Zimmerman on January 30, 2020
Poetry
by Kiley McMahon ’20
My face, Covered, Somber,
And blue.
My eyes, Glossy, Puffy,
And red.
My thoughts, Jumbled, Intertwined,
And incoherent.
My watch, Ticking, Quickly,
Black and white.
The paper, Handed, To me,
Soon with tears.
The hour glass, Shattered, Grainy,
And white.
My heels, Loud, Clanky,
And black.
Me, Not ready, Somber,
And blue.
My watch, Tries and tries, Its hands,
Are stuck.
The class of 2020,
Ki Ash Strolls off.
Black pavement, Yellow lines,
And only unknown times.