adventures of a typical high school student

i can't remember the last time i was out after dark
the oranges, pinks, purples, and reds of the sunset

mark the ending of my day. i close the blinds, 
get ready for bed, and wait until the sun returns

but i'm tired of playing by the sun's rules, everyone's
rules. maybe i want to be a walking cliché

dancing in the moonlight, taking walks in the dark
while the summer heat and humidity lingers

surrounding my body like invisible sparks in the night
invincible strolling down the streets

the night lasting forever because 
i don't want to go back home

I hope you enjoyed this poem. It’s not my favorite, but I couldn’t put my finger on anything specific I wanted to change. It’s definitely a very accurate portrayal of my thought process regarding summer and staying out late- as much as I want to have the stereotypical teen adventures, I’m a grandma and usually don’t go out past ten 🙂 Let me know if you have any feedback on this piece or writing challenges for me to try out in the future!

Brooke