Strange way
that things can shift
like a grand whomping
slosh in a jerked fish tank.
The way the fish
will cluster together at the sides,
irises spinning frantically
in their mammoth sockets.
And in that cluster
an unspoken sense
of unbreakable unity in the face
of that grand whomping slosh.
that things can shift
like a grand whomping
slosh in a jerked fish tank.
The way the fish
will cluster together at the sides,
irises spinning frantically
in their mammoth sockets.
And in that cluster
an unspoken sense
of unbreakable unity in the face
of that grand whomping slosh.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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