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Prodigy

  • Writer: Sadie Scott
    Sadie Scott
  • Oct 23, 2022
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jan 15










Y Who knew we’d forget the sound of a schoolbell ring before the day was even done.


G And my elementary school classmates stopped yelling No pictures! at parents and strangers


I I woke up today and learned I’m no longer the leading expert on my mother’s smile


D Like a sapling redwood mocked by the stars, I grow an inch and feel two smaller.


O A spilled year asks the next, “Are we all grown up yet?” like an onion in a field of daisies


R Collected seasons like a too-small pail gathering the fallen droplets of a too-big sky.


P I grew up accidentally and all at once for twenty years with a few pockets of loose days,





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