After school she throws on the floor,
\nher bag full of unfinished work,
\nher water bottle she drew on,
\nand her phone she needs to charge.<\/p>\n
She puts there the feel of the radiator she sits next to,
\nthe smell of school lunch being made,
\nthe sound of the clock tic toking repeatedly in her mind,
\nthe grass she sees in her head from the playing field.<\/p>\n
On the floor goes the dark thoughts that go on under her hood,
\nthe time she spent wondering what was on the board,
\nit was too far away,
\nthe hours she spent worrying if the teacher was going to ask her a question,
\nshe put that there too.<\/p>\n
The floor,
\nshe underestimates,
\nshe thinks she only puts objects on it.<\/p>\n
Every day’s end,
\nshe throws down all the happenings,
\ngood,
\nand bad.<\/p>\n
Sometimes it gets quite heavy,
\nthe floor doesn’t mind though.<\/p>\n
It helps her, -Agatha K<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" After school she throws on the floor, her bag full of unfinished work, her water bottle she drew on, and her phone she needs to charge. She puts there the feel of the radiator she sits next to, the smell of school lunch being made, the sound of the clock tic toking repeatedly in her … <\/p>\n
\nIt is her<\/strong> floor<\/p>\n