my room became a little habitat first the little spiders scuttling from wall to wall, using my comforter as a launch pad then the speedy silverfish my brother tried to kill with his shoe; he missed and it scuttled behind the dresser, not to be seen again an unidentified bug paid his respects the next day, but my mom successfully stamped out his existence bugs, i plead, please don't come and visit this room, my habitat you have the great outdoors and i have this room
I hope you enjoyed this poem! I actually have found a lot of bugs in my room lately, which is pretty disturbing for me (I am extremely afraid of bugs/spiders), but it makes sense since the California sun is finally shining, and it is hot! Please let me know if you have any feedback on this piece you’d like to share, or writing challenges for me to use in the future 🙂
Brooke
adventures of a typical high school student 