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

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Day after day the faces slide by in a rush of light and color
Everyone dashing by in masses of blurred humanity
Their faces pale splotches of color amidst the multicolored swirl
Streaming like a river down the streets and over North Bridge
Flowing and merging as they dash up Main Street
Their brightly colored scarves snapping in the chill breeze
My heels click as I step off the sidewalk and into the gutter
Pressing through the crowd as I traverse the crosswalk
A piece of trash skitters across the street rattling hollowly
Something makes me look up, maybe a lull in the incessant wail of traffic
A breeze blows the loose hair from my face, and there you are
Your face suddenly looms large and clear in contrast with the indistinct jumble
Everything is still; the gray masses recede until we are alone on the empty street
One step at a time you grow closer until your face fills my sight
Then abruptly you pass; a siren wails sharply, and the multitude leaps into action
Yet I turn; your gaze penetrates the masses, and I can see only you



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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Jan. 17 at 12:49 am
i love this so much!
 
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