i don’t fit

how I feel

I never feel
perfectly
In place

Like,

A skipping rock
That doesn’t quite fit
In the palm
Of your hand

Author's Note

feedback is appreciated!

Reviews

[Green]

While I definitely think not always knowing how you fit in the world is a common part of growing up and learning, it's also not something you necessarily ever grow out of either. That isn't meant to be particularly discouraging, because maybe, your fit is absolutely embracing that you are that way. I know I still feel remarkably unsuited to everything and everywhere but that's ok.
It's an interesting analogy about the skipping rock. Having at least attempted to skip many rocks in my lifetime (and discovering that I'm not particularly good at it), it created a very specific picture in my mind of trying to wrap my hand around a rock that was shaped just differently enough that it would float across the water. Very interesting.
As a side note, it's very cool that you chose the picture to be the text of the poem, but that might not work in all cases, especially if it gets a whole lot longer. Just something to keep in mind.

[cricket]

thank you so much for your thoughts and advice! ❤️

[keith]

damn this is good, better than good ... gooder!

'A skipping rock
That doesn’t quite fit
In the palm
Of your hand'

powerful imagery that fits well
thanks

[cricket]

Thank you!