Shorties

May 15, 2009
By Megan Clampitt BRONZE, Barrington, Illinois
Megan Clampitt BRONZE, Barrington, Illinois
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Omi
She spits out kolatchkies
like an oven
an older model
Still warm and full of fire




Bow
She rolls in
like a wave
swallowing me in her embrace
then without warning
she’s gone





M.W.
He’s my Tylenol
I swallow him with my eyes
relief washing over me
because he’s there

P.R.
He is the only light I see
amidst the black sky and thrashing waves.
A lighthouse,
he guides me
through the storm of emotion
steady, and firm
taking me to safety.


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