The Unspoken This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.


     I know shewants to tell me things,      
     I can feel it when I sit on her beaches,
     Digging my hands deep into the sand.
     I stare at the sliver ofred and pink rhapsody.
     I see her there.
     She is there in the bluerising tide,
     the airy whisper-wind,
     and the call of thesea-birds as they
     dive into the great green sea.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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