I was never good with starts

How does one begin when
Beginning is forced at birth
We urge

A mother urges her child to begin
We begin chapters urged by authors
Urged by leaders to conform
Urged by doctors to live

But how do we begin when life rests in the cusp of decay

What makes something start and how do we end
When do we end when time keeps running and we don’t
We grow older

Skin hanging loosely from bones
We shrivel into a prune or a raisin or a person
But our brains grow bigger with age grow bigger with time

A different time
2 days or
15 years or
101 years

And we have to figure out how to live and
How to start and end and navigate the betweenness
Through forests or darkness or illuminated streets

It’s beautiful though because
We all get there
We all find our ending rather

We all end

Sarah Street is a junior and Writing Fellow at the Westminster Schools in Atlanta, where she also writes for the school newspaper and edits the literary magazine. Her poetry has been featured or is forthcoming in Aerie International, DoveTales, An International Journal of the Arts, Just Poetry!!!, The America Library of Poetry, The Live Poets Society, and Teen Ink, among others. Sarah’s work has been recognized by the New York Times Student Poetry Contest, the Scholastic Art & Writing Awards, Writing for Peace Young Writers Contest, and River of Words Poetry Project. She recently participated in the 2019 Kenyon Review Young Writers Workshop.

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