Teen Ink

Your butchering words In the beginning Went through my head As a child who listens To every word you say Your constant sarcasm Your words which I thought were the truth The never giving...

i asked my father if i could swim, and he said that i would drown. The Sea would imprison me – he said if my feet had left the ground. So i walked out to the water, and cried out – how...

Cigarette in handShe drank to the nightAnd bled silver sequins and fluorescent Vegas signsThankless fingers diamond-linedTraced the edges of dish-washed paper cupSo hungry for absolution she lapped...