I burned grilled cheese twice but I thought I was a good cook and I can’t figure out how to submit an assignment and I misread the time that another assignment was due and I was late to work and I’m
BREATHE
The rain pattering on the roof
smells even better when it falls
on the warm concrete.
worried that I let everyone down turn an assignment late and I figure that I missed another due date and my outfit is trash and I can’t find time to clean and the computers
BREAtHE
Lightning flashing and thunder clapping
In the distance and the birds chirping
trying to find shelter
that I oversee don’t work and I don’t remember if I’m supposed to know how to fix them and I think I’ll fail this class and
bREaTHe
I leaned against the strong trunk
of the tree that was trimmed to be as tall
as a one story house built in the 70’s,
then I’ll fail other classes but that’s never happened before so I go to bed
brEaTHe
my hands pressed
into the black and white well-fertilized soil
dirt creeping beneath my fingertips
too late and wake up too early and I don’t have time to
brEaThe
In the leaves above me
I see tiny veins
that mimic the ones in my hands.
eat good food and I don’t have money to
breaThe
The sky is dark, but not quite
Overcast and there is a faint
rainbow near the mountain
eat out you’ve struggled making friends and
breathe
It’s going to be okay.
Lydia Neeley is a lifelong reading and writing enthusiast, who is attending college just for the creative writing classes. She has published a few pieces in small magazines and journals, and plans on publishing her own book someday.