By Imogen. L. Smiley

To the girl with the bag of stars,
Your music was too loud as you fumbled for your ticket;
With hair in your face you laughed in apology
And I had never seen something so bright.
You danced with opening barriers,
Even though you had plenty of space
You could demand.
To the girl with the bag of stars,
I hope you can command your space in the sky
Because I’d love to see you again.
&

Imogen L. Smiley

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Imogen. L. Smiley (she/her) is a twenty-two-year-old writer from Essex, UK. She has anxiety, depression and a relentless love of dogs. Although poetry isn’t her strongest area of writing, she does really enjoy the ability to neglect the rules of style, and come up with convoluted imagery that would otherwise be clunky in a prose.

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