Teen Ink

Oh why have we settled in the unquiet darkness, where the noise of the silence overwhelms our hearts? And we fall apart – the sun sets and it rises – we make shapes of ourselves no one can...

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...

Perhaps I knowThe eclecticAgony ofEve, ripfullyTorn between thatWhich could be andThat which should notPerhaps I knowThat infiniteSorrow waitingTo manifestItself in a Cruel twist of fateEntrapped...