Monday, September 22, 2014


Sixteen tiny dots
splattered across a bridge
of endless skin
so fair is seems unnatural.
An inconsistent formation
going nowhere fast
yet everywhere all at once.
In years to come
they will fade like sunsets
on a summers night.
Memories and tales
of bumps and bruises
joy and heartaches
will be that remains.
Leavings a path of 
childhood in its wake.

-Aleisha M

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