Na’jee Ferguson

Charles Hart Middle School




A star sounds like a whisper in your ear.

A circle smells like a freshly cooked pancake

from the best of places.

White moves in a slow movement of depreciation.

A whisper looks like a shooting star.

The texture of purple feels

like smooth, but bumpy skin.

The letter “K” glows the color red that

reminds me of a special someone.

Whenever I look at you I hear words that

make me feel like I am something.