A black and grey drawing of a feather quill, with its nib pointed downwards.

Brink and Scrawl

by Liana Charles

Brink
Life, stretching its wings
in two sunbound arcs from the heart,
cuts loose the clear breeze
which whips and whirls the world to sing
one high note: a dart
to crack the crust of childhood’s freeze.
Breathe in, and step out,
for down below the soft world wakes.
Each fresh fingertip
yearns to trace the dawn’s joyous shout;
Each feathered heart aches
to break the last of the past’s dull grip.
Embrace the first flight
as freedom shines away the haze
which muffled the truth.
Cry the glory of morning light
soaring to bolder days:
behold the weightlessness of youth.
(On graduating high school, six years ago, over the year before university)
Liana Charles
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Scrawl
Freedom is the fact that I can look down at this pen and this ink and this scrawl and think ‘yes I will let someone read this I will let someone think it is good it is true’ it is walking down my street at dusk and feeling my shoulders lift with purpose and strangers saying ‘oh you look so much like your mother’ and saying ‘yes I am my mother’s daughter’ with my father smiling at us and myself in the mirror as someone I would like to meet and at the end of school they said I was ‘nice’ and at the end of university they say I am ‘quirky’ and this difference is the soul I have carved like in the story I read once where each soul is a shape with a symbol inside and my shape is a circle and my symbol is a heart as twee as that is for I will put people first and I will not apologise and I will put myself first and I will not apologise and this is the end of the page but I will write myself into the earth my skin the sky forever
(On graduating university, almost drunk, 2:45am)
Liana Charles

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