Drowning in the Sky

Written by Gabriella Troy
Art by Ayyub Yahaya

The sky is everywhere,
crying on my skin
stomping on my crown
tugging on my feet and
I wish the sky would
let me go.

The sky tries to distract me
with games of flame and
jokes of smoke but
it can’t hide its inner colors
of darkness and defeat.

The sky jerks me into line
by the weathered strings
of my puppet limbs and
I am too close to snapping
from its unattainable forecast.

The sky meets the sea and
parches my lungs with salted
reality and I find that
everywhere I drown.