A pain as old as time

Oh, darling

Have you seen me softly tremble as you whip me with your growing aggravation,

Second by second,

Minute by minute?

Have you seen me shake and shudder, my salt infecting the air with vigor and intention, a silent plea for you to stop?

Oh,darling

Have you seen me rage and shatter into a million pieces, such as the memories of a person with Alzheimer’s?

Oh, darling

Have you seen me turn still and quiet, like the time of a couple in love?

Have you seen me smooth and calm,

For passersby to grieve their own losses as their salt becomes one with mine?

- A.M

A.M is a 15-year-old who writes when inspired and wishes to be able to cultivate her thoughts into words as accurately as possible.