Just One More

Starr Gralla

The weight of a million assignments are heavy on my shoulders. Dragging me down little by little unable to swim to the surface. Reaching for assistance only to find sandy layered pages. Tracing a hand over the velvety indented words, I flip open the front cover. Little by little, page after page the weight on my shoulders turned into feathers. With every turn of the page I fade farther away from the reality I am trapped in. And as I transcend from this reality all my worries evaporate into the air. Until, there were no more pages to turn, no more escape. And I’m left alone again longing for help like a forgotten puppy. And as the weight of failure is heavier than ever, I caress yet another foxed page document ready for the weight to disappear.