By Adrienne Rozells
I’m learning so many different ways to grow. Apparently, people never stop growing. This must be true, because I think………….I just had………….another growth spurt. It’s a familiar pain in my legs, the delightful pain of being twelve years old, sprouting towards the sun, arms outstretched, smile shy. I smile wider, these days. I am long enough to stretch out over the back of the chair, or sit real small……….but still hold my head up straight. Sprigs of hair fall down my back, sometimes fall free, left in my path like leaves.
Adrienne Rozells holds a BA in Creative Writing from Oberlin College. She works as co-EIC at Catchwater Magazine, and her poetry and flash fiction can be found in Kissing Dynamite; Sledgehammer Lit; and The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls. She has two novels scheduled for release in 2021. Keep up on Twitter @arozells, or Instagram @rozellswrites. Her favorite things include strawberries, her dogs, and extrapolating wildly about the existence of Bigfoot.
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