Okay, so this is a new thing for me to keep encouraged with other stuff I'm writing. I'm putting this as Penderwick's fanfiction just because thats what it is right now. I will also write about other writers and just one page poems (at least, in google docs). I do already have one for Spark Writer (if you haven't checked those stories out do!) but am starting with Skye, because I think she can be easy and hard to write, so I wanted to try. Let me know more suggestions if you like it, and if you don't, let me know what I can do to improve!
Skye Penderwick
There's a girl sitting on a bench there
Reading.
A book on Astrophysics.
She
Is
Killing you
Enthralling, with her scorn
And talking back
and maybe… even a little sass?
But no, Skye Penderwick is not what you are thinking
There is no attitude, no raging hormones.
There's an understanding
Of the sky, and the earth and everything
that doesn't include emotion, stupidity
And Jane
But Skye doesn't need to understand.
Because she has it all.
Present tense.
She clings to it, the stars and the dark matter
The family and the friends
and, Jeffrey.
Who she can't place.
Is he a lover or a brother?
Friend or family.
But she doesn't try.
Not yet.
So Jeffrey waits.
Because Skye,
adroit,
tactful,
intelligent,
bold,
avid,
wonderful Skye
She
is the one you wait for.
