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Teen Ink Magazine, May 2004 : Poetry Articles

A Girl in Any Airport
by Chris P., Richmond, VA
She was dressed in blue jeans
& black, possibly off-brand, but more likely Abercrombie & Fitch.
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A Passionate Precaution Preventing Procrastination
by Christopher S., Cleburne, TX
Prior to panicked penmanship,
people pay poor priority to producing punctual papers.
Playing pool and participating in parties provide promising
principles of pleasure that protect procrastination.
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A World Apart
by Jessica R., Midlothian, VA
I write myself out of this world
And into another
Out of sorrow
Out of pain
Out of nightmares
And out of rain
And out of solids
Out of lines
Out of the darkness
And into the light
And into a world
Where beams of light dance
Where shadows roam free
And ...
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Bev's
by Joe G., Richmond, VA
A flash of light
"That's going to be a good one,"
your friend says, as she puts the camera
back down on the table.

You're all smile,
the one that's almost the shut-eyed, fake one
except your eyes are open.
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Clear Skies
by Paul K., Charlotte, NC
The bus drives off and
here I stand
like a lone stranger
new in town
like the boy who
once stood cryin'

I raise my eyes 'n'
take a look around.
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Elizabeth
by Aly S., Brunswick, ME
She would lie so low in the grass
That the sunshine
Would miss her and move on to the next
And she was just some song I wrote-
A poem to pass the time
A sculpture made out of clay
That I threw to the floor
And someone else swept away-
Just an excuse to slam the ...
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I a.m.
by Alecia D., Atlantic Beach, FL
I meant to forget,
But it's 1 a.m. and the cooler weather is approaching
Now I remember those front porch kisses in March
While thinking I can't wait to see you tomorrow
And I'll get to see you -
See you
Without a pulse of your own
And our sunken face
From insomnia ...
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I'll be the first to admit
by Mandy I., Plymouth, MN
I'll be the first to admit
you have power over me.
Yeah, cuz I'm walking
around like an empty coloring book
and I can see you itching to drag out your paints.
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Innocent
by Breanne M., Stafford, VA
see her through the blushing skylight.
swaying with the reflections of glass.
She melts in the face of the sun.
she's leaving puddles on my doorstep,
but she's forgotten to bring the rain.
I prod her reflection.
Find imperfections lying in her lap.
she has been the one.
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No Longer
by Kavita A., Downers Grove, IL
     When clutching my head,
and dragging my knuckles
across the ceramic floor
wasn't enough to escape
your abuse,
I threw myself on concrete
and prayed I would drown
in blood.
Quiet and unnoticed
But even that didn't work.
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On the Obsession with Ikea
by Brittany B., St. Cloud, FL
retro armchairs made of recycled materials define
us, we are addicted to the clean simple lines
as if the inexpensive scandinavian design
will cause our emotions to be as neat and organized
as the plastic bins that contain our souls
we build a lifestyle that revolves
around ...
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Rolling hips
by Jessica M., Bellevue, NE
Rolling hips of foam
slap ankles, kiss baby toes.
Blue fades to the sky.




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St. Louis Blues
by Claire G., San Francisco, CA
Rich, nutty, caramel latte
Served in a 16-ounce mug
Ten words that set my glands in motion
From a lifetime of devotion
To Tahitian coffee, steaming mochas,
Deep, rich 'spresso, drugs, ambrosias
How rapture-filled the world can seem
While drinking the wicked coffee bean.
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Thoughtlessness
by Ryan R., Lexington, KY
Rest in peace my withered mind, for eight to three is not our time
A defiant trance, not one care, a blank unwilling, heedless stare
This hell that you're forced to endure, for this pain there is no cure
Find sanctity in lethargic bliss; forget your strife in thoughtlessness

As ...
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Unbridled Optimism
by Laura S., Monmouth Junction, NJ
We fight our wars
with rabbit ears on, create
our offspring double-time
bury them just as quick.

You must have slain the lion,
the dragon early on, now you
are an old man, dying to be reborn.
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