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Teen Ink Magazine, November 2003 : Poetry Articles

Coffee Cup Obituary
by Erin M., Dayton, OH
Leatherette booth
and a sugar-stained smile
My blood feels chalky tonight
in this familiar place
with its smoke and glare ...
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Coming Home
by Jennifer R., Ellwood City, PA
Standing in the cold, city rain, she would catch the sudden
Spice-laden fragrance of the fields.
Merely a trick,
Yet she would tilt her head to the sky,
Umbrella drooping to brush the asphalt, ...
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ghetto
by Genna S., Tenafly, NJ
inside the hole of the fence,
the cries somehow cease,
the tears deplete,
the stars shine down again
and for that brilliant moment
when the sky stretches forever
and breathing doesn't exist,
I can almost pretend I don't
smell the smoke.




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I'm Not Afraid of You Anymore
by Sarah H., Redondo Beach, CA

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No Good Refusal
by Stephanie B., Woonsocket, RI
Recognizing those sincere, hard-working students who get branded "non college material."
Short trek down the stairs,
To fetch the mail with clammy
Hands.
Scanning over the contents ...
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Runaway
by Nathania G., Sharjah, United Arab Emirates
it seems so easy
to just run away
from it all
leave it all behind
like a forgotten ...
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Sand Spur
by Graham T., Briarcliff Manor, NY
I felt like I was caught like a fish
On a line, as the undertow
Slowly tugged at my legs,
Pulling me toward the pier.
I remember the summers, ...
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Thoughts Down a Library Aisle
by Natalie D., Rio Oso, CA
She slyly eats
Leftover chocolate she found
In her backpack
As she creeps down quiet,
Almost empty library aisles, ...
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