Building

Sarah Baum, Grade 10

i want to build a home

where the only darkness

is in the shadow 

of summer trees. 

 

i want to build a home

where there are no closets. 

monsters hide in closets. 

     instead, we’ll wear our      

 purple heart 

     on our sleeves,

     leave the lies at the door

     and refuse to keep

     dressing our wounds in

 shiny ribbon. 

 

i want to build a home

where the only corners 

will be on

the bended page

of a paper swan,

where the only sharpness 

is a blade of grass, 

where the only locks

are on a ribcage

to hold my holy heart. 

 

i want to build a home

where love’s name can 

fall freely from my lips,

in the same way

  leaves

       fall

           in

             autumn;

 

            Beautifully.