An Apology for Not Doing Anything Wrong
I'm sorry that memories of
youraffections
were
smeared
off my hand by
someoneelse's sweaty hand.
I didn't even see you until the echoes of my own voicehad
faded away.
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At Night
At night,
when the black sky
blots out my religious ink,
Iwonder if you can
sense my dreams
blending into your own,
subtly and yetso obvious.
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Blessed Are the Meek
At 2:04 on this October afternoon,
the class in the library is mostlyfocused.
The students congregate at the computers,
searchingdatabases.
Others go to the shelves, resting
place of the more noblebooks.
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Brian
(after David Huddle)
He sat watching TV,
A sweet talker
justturned 17 and you could tell
'cause he had 17 years of experience.
He had abrand-new car
he got on a Friday in January.
That was the story he wastelling them.
Those who couldn't see passed him.
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Forgotten
Harsh colors surround The Man
As he pities himself.
He feels sobad, not worthy.
The world lies forgotten, unexplored.
Harsh colors arehis self-involvement.
He cares not for others
Nor for himself.
To himthe world stops
Because he is not worthy.
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High School
With the knowledge
Of Our World
Our World
Of HighSchool
I've realized
No one's safe
These teen soaps
Don'tlie
With the knowledge
Of Our, little, World
Of ...
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I Dreamed
I dreamed
I was a rescue worker
In New York
Digging through therubble
Willingly
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I Lost Myself
Somewhere inbetween acting and acting like I thought I should,
I lostmyself.
Pinned down under friends' interpretations,
And parents' emptyhopes,
I lost myself.
The inner core that at one time was"me"
Became hidden under borrowed traits and,
I lost myself.
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Lab Tech
Darkness everywhere
with polka-dotted
specks of light
that glowso
beautifully, yet
don't light up
the vast darkness
thatsurrounds
me so completely
that I can't
seem to find
my Airwalkswhich
are on my feet.
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Normalcy
I saw a famous man eating soup in Paris
He didn't seem soimportant
With chicken broth on his chin.
He didn't daintily dip hisspoon
He raucously slurped his cream of mushroom.
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Summer Home
Yellow discolored pages of a book
Untouched by modern technology
Nestledaway in the tranquility of nature
Stands tall
Overlooking the stagnantwater of the pond
In a town called rock hill
Getting lost
Crunchingthrough the woods
In search of blueberries
Bugs ...
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The Bees
Sometimes I envy
The bees in their hives
Busy, always busy
And toooccupied to consider.
The properties and formation
Of the flowers andhoney
Of their own existence and meaning
Inside the geometry of theirhome.
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The Lost Land
His face had
the Softness of the white marble composing the TajMahal
the Depth of the cobalt mountains cascading forever in the Nepalivalleys
the Eternity of the snaking trail of the Great Wall of China
theSerenity of an afternoon passed at the Pashupatinath Temple
the ...
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To the Girl Who Looks Into Me Every Morning ...
You call it make up.
I call it a mask.
You apply that powder
to cover the sourness
that seeps out of your mind
and drips down yourface.
The hurt in your eyes
is coated
with black mascara
and iscontradicted by white eye shadow.
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Sandcastles stand
The waves wash away
The packed sand
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Everything packed neatly
In a tight beautiful bundle of annoyance
Upon God's cupboard - out of my reach
Unless I choose to jump for ...
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Winter
This selection can be found in Teen Ink: Written in theDirt, the sixth in the Teen Ink book series, comprised all of fiction andpoetry. All six books are available in bookstores nationwide and online.
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