The Calm Before The Storm This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Alternately hot flushes and cold sweats traverse my spine.

The hysterical sobbing of a petite brunette fills my ears.

Butterflies start flitting about my stomach,

I clutch my good luck teddies to my chest.

Shivering, trying to maintain a calm facade,

I look to my coach whose puffy breath fogs the plexiglass.

Nervously I lick my dry lips.

Anticipation and dread run through my blood,

I try to swallow past the cotton packed in my throat.

There's a commotion next to me

A girl in blue sequins receives hugs and congratulations.

My name is announced, a muffled echo in the rink

The cold steel glides across the milky white surface

A spray of ice accompanies my starting pose.

I'm strangely calm, a stranger in my own body.

My legs no longer feel leaden.

I wait now in anticipation

For the beginning strains of my music.




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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