A Poem By Madeline // 3/7/2013

you linger in the air like a slight tinge of mildew
let alone for too long, allowed to solder
and seep into the cracks in my exterior

i had a cold, you see
that is why i was unable to sniff you out
why costumed men didn't come in immediately
and try to starve you away

my parents, they tried
i was too brazen to let them
so certain that this brand of mold wouldn't be harmful

but--who was i kidding--
not even myself
i knew better, i've known better
i'll always know better

and i think that somehow that makes it worse
that i finally took care of this infuriating mildew
and still it lingers in the cracks, pores, floorboards

it's grown into the couch pillows, and yellowed the walls
it climbs up the basement steps and sucks out the air
it causes me to drag my feet and stumble through my words

and i think that maybe
the only solution for this old house
is for it to be torn down


At first I thought it was

At first I thought it was some sort of metaphor for a person- which I guess it still could be. I liked the way you phrased everything.

Erin | Fri, 03/08/2013

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond


I thought it was a person too... but then it sort of didn't make sense... and then it did again. But I loved this! The Wording was fabulous. Really well worded.
Good job!

Kassady | Sun, 03/10/2013

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!

Thanks, guys! kind

Thanks, guys! kind of changes from calling the person 'you' to 'mildew'. :))) So it's still about a person, but they change what they're calling the person.

Madeline | Sun, 03/10/2013

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

The first stanza was my

The first stanza was my favorite.

Anna | Fri, 04/26/2013

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief


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