Esme is a fifth grader at Brooklyn New School. She enjoys the outdoors, reading, and art.
“Gray clouds circle above my head
The sky rumbles and the specks hitting my face
turn to golf balls”
I walk down the street.
Drips splash.
My pants cling to my legs uncomfortably.
Cold specks hit my face.
Gray clouds circle above my head.
The sky rumbles and the specks hitting my face
turn to golf balls
blocking my way
as if I’m forbidden to go home.
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