2022-2023, Poem


Madie Phillips, '23

I like to say I suck at things,
Much like one sucks on a lollipop,
A green apple one, to be exact.

That burst of sugary sweet and joy
Interwoven with breaks of longing
For the sweetness again.

I can have confidence in things for only so long
Before either my mind or my body
Decides to take a break from the lollipop,

And I sit there yearning for the sweetness,
The taste of pride and joy on my tongue.
The flavor of green apple turns sour

As I tell others that I suck because
The breaks feel longer than the bursts of flavor;
A lollipop only lasts for so long before dissolving.