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Page 29
May 9, 2022
Her fingers cast upon the pages,
Lifts up the infinite book of words,
Flips to where the number reads “29.”
A starving story,
skinny, alone,
Reads about a thirsty woman,
In need of a home.
The words twisted around the page,
She reaches for the drenched glass of water,
Sitting on the windowsill .
As it reaches her mouth, the glass slips,
Falls, spills,
The words are swirling around now,
Ink screaming for help, pages browning.
Page 29 reads about a thirsty woman,
But a woman can’t be thirsty if she’s drowning.
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An artist at my school painted a picture, and she won an award for it. It was a beautiful work of art that I wanted to make my own and to make a bigger story out of.