The Move

This is a piece I wrote a little while ago loosely based on what it was like to move from Florida to Seattle in high school. Obviously I had a little fun with the descriptions.

Seventeen. My life was the epitome

of perfection and nothing could possibly top being

a quintessential, envied cheerleader with

friends whose dark makeup dripped

sluggishly, smearing their porcelain cheeks

as they presented me with goodbye gifts.

Moving when I was young, full of

zest, and in my prime

was a horrendous, foreboding experience.

I lugged my loud, crimson suitcase stuffed with

every shallow memory of my flawless

life to the checkin desk as

my closest childhood companion galloped

awkwardly across the lobby on her stick-thin

legs. The impact of her spindly figure

colliding with mine was like

a fierce strike of thunder electrically

reverberating my stereotypical figure from

the heart out through the end

of each brittle, over-processed hair. I

watched tears overflow from her

glassy brown eyes and slosh

down her blotchy cheeks untainted,

but I didn't cry.

No one ever saw me cry.

Bushy Christmas trees cloaked the looming

mountains of Seattle and the whispering

rain sighed on as we drove. Our

muted grey house stung my nose with

sharply toxic, unblemished paint and my

oversized suitcase left

quiet scuffs on the ink-black wood floors.

My room was foreign.

Only a pale blue light was allowed to enter

though an innocent, rain-streaked window.

As I laid down, the air mattress slowly

deflated around me and I allowed myself

to feel.

Author's Note

This piece was meant to be a little over-the-top and kind of make fun of the whole situation because looking back on it years later, it was a little bit ridiculous. Does that come across? Could I take it further?

Reviews

[TheBubbleManiac]

Wow the powerful use of words was overwhelming, but I loved it. This is such a wonderful piece of poetry that I enjoyed reading. Keep up the good work!

[Alucard6336]

I'm sure it could be taken further. I live in Spokane, and I pity anyone who moves up to the north lmao. I enjoyed it, for it was the highlight of my evening :)

What I like about it was the blending of emotion and a story. Great work :)

[Emily Greene]

Thank you so much! I was trying to get across the mixture of the ridiculous situation and the real emotions and I'm really happy you got that :)