Art

Mon, 12/23/2013 - 00:17 -- vgratta

Location

A bell goes off in the distance

followed by chatter and footsteps

I stay still.

 

Not letting go of my pencil

smiling to myself

I finish a new drawing.

 

My teacher and I are laughing

Nobody else is in the room

I look forward to this.

 

Discussing our days

While mindlessly doodling

I lose track of time.

 

I find solitude in this classroom.

I find inspiration in this classroom.

I find friendship in this classroom.

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