Britney Hallock

I want to run and never look back
I want to hide and never be found
I want to fly high in the sky and shit on their heads
I need you here
I need you more now then yesterday
I need you to come and save me
I thought it was different
I thought it was me not you
I thought it could end different
I never want to see you again
I never want to hear your name
I never want to remember what you said
I can’t do this anymore
I can’t do what I’ve been doing
I can’t do the hurts full things you have said
I’m done

your heart gets heavy

you drowned in something unknown

your broken and lost

you lift me up and

put me down, this double sword

is to much for me

The tall grass dances to the rythm of the wind whistling a tune to the tress that shake like tamborens,
and the crickets crick to the crock of the bull frigs, hopping to the beat of the whooing owl,
the moths clap their wings together to the blink of the light, which the mosquitoes mistake for a spot light to the muse of the wind.

Open your heart
Eyes
Ears
Listen to me
Hear my pain
See me
The soul behind the
Smiles
Do you feel that?
The pain
Pain of missing out
Not fitting in
I want to run
Far away
Hide in a tiny space
Thoughts of suicide
Run
Through my blood
Wanting someone to hear
The cry
I cry every night
No one understands
So it hides
Like me
But
Memories pop up
Of you being
Gone
Every time
The door closes
Every time the bottle touches
Your lips
I waited for years
To fill that
Empty space
I’ve never trusted any one
I’m honored
Great full
To be your friend
You
Opened your heart
Eyes
Ears

If someone were to ask me what was under my house,

I would tell them

family lies and secrets

dead bodies

dirty money

that jar of pennys I buried when I was 12

you'd find

hidden treasures

cat skeleton

cinder blocks

tires

pipes

cobwebs with dreams stuck on them

a gun with one round

empty beer cans

broken bottles

the monster that lived under my bed at 7

but scared away to under the house

because my dad threatened him

old valentines

ashes from burned love

empty holes from missing things

nothing more then a few things

you don't have

Farmer's Morning

By Britney Hallock
Mount Mansfield Union High School, Grade 11

Early riser
catches the chicken
alarm sounds
rooster crows
stepping into
boots
that go to my
knees
open the front door
only to find
another night has gone bye
frost on the cucumbers
the pumpkins, too
slide the door
open the barn
a rush of
hay
pig
horse
hits my face
like a hot
summer wind
step by step
to each stall
drag the hose
to fill empty
buckets
chickens cluck
horses neigh
pigs snort
throw the grain to
what soon will be
dinner
the man of the coop
stands tall
chest out
feet scratching the ground
showing me to
get away
or
else
step by step
up to the
hay
I lug bales
down
one by one
to the horses
who smell the scent of hay
from a ways away
one trots with her
tail in the air
head held high
showing she's the boss
now must
milk the cow
milk leaks from her
teats
one at a time
squeeze to empty
place bucket aside
to have cereal later
click of the key
tractor roars
shovel manure
from the day
before
into the
tractor's spreader
bring to the fields
I'm going to put the
biggest pumpkin
into the fair
manure helps me
grow it
chores done
close door
knowing I'll
be back
soon

By Britney Hallock
Mount Mansfield Union High School, Grade 11
Early riser,
catches the chicken
alarm sounds
rooster crows
stepping into
boots
that go to my
knees
open the front door
only to find
another night has gone bye
frost on the cucumbers
the pumpkins, too
slide the door
open the barn
a rush of
hay
pig
horse
hits my face
like a hot
summer wind
step by step
to each stall
drag the hose
to fill empty
buckets
chickens cluck
horses neigh
pigs snort
throw the grain to
what soon will be
dinner
the man of the coop
stands tall
chest out
feet scratching the ground
showing me to
get away
or
else
step by step
up to the
hay
I lug bails
down
one by one
to the horses
who smell the scent of hay
from a ways away
one trots with her
tail in the air
head held high
showing she's the boss
now must
milk the cow
milk leaks from her
teat
one at a time
squeeze to empty
place bucket aside
to have cereal later
click of the key
tractor roars
shovel manure
from the day
before
into the
tractor's spreader
bring to the fields
I'm going to put the
biggest pumpkin
into the fair
manure helps me
grow it
chores done
close door
knowing I'll
be back
soon