Melissa Patterson

Marvel

City at mid-moon with lights and grit;
Soiled black to my sides; I swing, I spit.
The leaping by and resounding mistakes -
The courage to leap and make the mistakes

In a sky rise twelve floors up.
I, the Vanguard in the sky;
Immobile and free, We;
Separate as snowflakes;

Twinkling among the
Shards of stars in
windows we
cannot
fathom
for each.

Feeling the
same light upon
each of our backs; the
feeling of now, a night
of receding hours.

Melissa Patterson is a nineteen year old American student. She grew up in poverty in West-Virginia, and she is studying with a scholarship at the University of Richmond, VA. She doesn't know what she's doing there, it's so conservative!