The Non-Hitchhiker This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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Do Not Disturb
It's hot by this highway
Dried out and powdered, everything
A flat, solid, dead yellow
The poster board shifts between
My sweating fingers
Purple ink slipping from the arms of
Do and Disturb
I lean over and stick a finger into the yellow
Dirt, wipe it off on my sock
A minivan rolls by
She glances at my sign, looks at me
Alone again and the heat is expanding
Swelling like an infected wound
My arms ache from holding up this poster
Put down the sign
Contract in my lawn chair
I don't actually worry about
Being disturbed

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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Sharon Park said...
Sept. 29, 2009 at 6:48 pm
Provacative, thoughtful and very vivid. I liked the imagery and the message. I'd like to see more from this poet. Thanks.
 
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