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


I hear ... there is no one exactly like you

But it cannot be -

For I am too simple, too obtuse to be anything
But a replica
Cut out by some tarnished, disfigured cookie cutter
Rough, forsaken

Or perhaps I am a shadow
A faint reflection thatcrept out of the looking glass
And eased deftly into a convenientplace
Into this horrible, monstrous dance ...

And now Itiptoe

Terrified, subdued by the gripping fear that someone will exposeme,
Grab me by my skin and stare harshly to my core
Find me for theimposter I am



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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