Just Me

Ivy (Prose and Visual Arts Editor)

Just Me

I look out into the horizon from the cliff where I am standing

Small birds that look like specks of sand fly across the sunset

I take a deep breath, smelling the salty air that stings my nose

Nothing is around me

No houses,

No cars,

No people,

Just me

Enjoying what little time I have left here, alone.

My hair is blowing in the soft wind that surrounds me

I smile to myself as I look at the ground where my bare feet stand

The thought of me going home in the very back of my mind

My brain clears as the blues and pinks of the sky subside.

A long drive ahead of me

Listening to quiet music

Meals I make from gas station food

Yawning as the stars appear

Soon again in the huge city I call home, I drag my feet to bed

Thoughts turning in my mind once again, as I close my tired eyes

Listening to the sounds of the city outside my window

Houses everywhere,

Cars everywhere,

People everywhere,

Just me and everyone else.

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Ivy

Ivy is a sophomore in high school. She is a Prose and Visual Arts Editor for Boom Site Literary Magazine. She enjoys reading, writing, singing, and acting in her free time. Some of her favorite books include The Book Thief and The Emerald Atlas.