EO, class of 2026
October air hits me in the face, like a ribbon broken for first place
Suddenly it's no longer September and this year couldn’t be going quicker
Adjusting the seams on my dress, just for the black cat to press
She lays heavily on my lap and I sigh with bitter
Instead of resisting I stay still
Amongst all of the posters and childhood litter
Old self portraits and old magazines
Reminiscing is becoming a habit of mine
Jet black fur feathered jeans
In a place I created my own
In autumn and fall
Suddenly I have grown
Into a new line on the wall
I have created a place, where I will belong!
I was inspired by the season change in autumn, something that happens every year defining a passage in time. The rabbit hole of rediscovering my bedroom as a museum of every part in myself. I love autumn and this is a love sonnet to every part of myself that ever existed <3