Falling

By. Jean Chun

I dust off the bruises

On my knees,

because after all I did fall.

A story rattles

loudly in my backpack,

Sears a hole in the bottom.

I open the door

To an empty house.

On the table a slice of pizza,

& a note flipped over. Both cold.

I pick out the pepperoni for later.

As I taste the note first,

I realize no matter what I do,

I can’t melt words.

Jean Chun is a Rising sophomore at Deerfield Academy. Besides writing into the midnight hours, she enjoys playing volleyball and listening to music. She is currently building a creative writing portfolio in preparation for university enrollment in America.