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Teen Ink Magazine, March 2002 : Poetry Articles

An Apology for Not Doing Anything Wrong
I'm sorry that memories of
   youraffections
were
   smeared
off my hand by ...
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At Night
At night,
when the black sky
blots out my religious ink,
Iwonder if you can
sense my dreams ...
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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 ...
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Brian
(after David Huddle)

He sat watching TV,
A sweet talker
justturned 17 and you could tell ...
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Forgotten
Harsh colors surround The Man
As he pities himself.
He feels sobad, not worthy.
The world lies forgotten, unexplored.
...
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High School
With the knowledge
Of Our World
          Our World
Of HighSchool
I've realized ...
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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. ...
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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 ...
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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 ...
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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 ...
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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 ...
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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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