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Teen Ink Magazine, November 2004: Poetry
November as Forever
by Aly S., Brunswick, ME
The clock's heart beats Outside his open chest
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Amnesia
by Yitka W., Overland Park, KS
your past is sketched in pencil or erasable pen - lines of impermanence that you
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lovelorn in suburbia
by Justine R., Mason, OH
the turn signal keeps beat with my pulse. i may have swallowed a large stone
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Untitled
by Jessica P., Sloatsburg, NY
In the midst of the night She tries to sleep within the dark mysterious shadows of her bedroom.
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Existential Crises
by Katherine T., Troy, MI
Amidst the obnoxious crunching of Frito-Lays threatening to submerge my thoughts
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Emotions Alive
by Amy S., Randolph, NJ
Happy shines, an undeniable beam. Hopeful achieves the unattainable dream.
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I Will be Different
by Taryn A., New City
, NY
Jewish singles night at the bar. Queens, 1978. Kashered* for your delight.
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Faith (or Perspective)
by Anna X., Knoxville, TN
Look around, they said Your idealism is petty, is dumb
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Untitled
by David S., Bethesda, MD
Bedazzled, I stood there Watching myself in the reflection
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in a car
by Carrie M., Elizabeth City, NC
i sit and think of my troubles that go on forever the black leather sticks to my skin
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Attraction
by Chloe L., Briarcliff Manor, NY
Green needles lined the frame I sought you out and brought you in I like when the light hits you hard
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Penetrating Notes
by Elizabeth R., Wayland, MA
The notes flow out like water, following each other hand in hand, mother and daughter,
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Ode to Desk
by Enrique D., Charlotte, NC
Oh desk, You are the object of my discomfort
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Untitled
by Marcy M., Harvard, IL,
your hug reminds me of shards of promises and stale memories
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Decisions
by Rachel R., Nine Mile Falls, WA
prolong the pain. drag out lonely hours
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Almost Home
by Helen G., Centerville, OH
Alone I walk through the boarded-up streets of home
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The Promise
by Vincenzo P., Hawthorne, NY
If my brother had lived, he'd understand how hard it was to pass the 7th grade.
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Untitled
by Norah S., Wyckoff, NJ
You whispered my name
So softly
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Spider Webs
by Stella M., Bowie, MD
I remember looking at the black rusted railing From inside the window
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