in your mouth
you fold your paper-thin words up
like origami and grin when they take flight
as paper cranes
hope swelling in the beating of their fragile wings
filling the spaces between us
and bursting in front of my eyes
leaving
drops of happiness trickling down
forming puddles by my feet.
you fold your paper-thin words up
like origami and grin when they take flight
as paper cranes
hope swelling in the beating of their fragile wings
filling the spaces between us
and bursting in front of my eyes
leaving
drops of happiness trickling down
forming puddles by my feet.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.



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