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

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Mine slumber between meals
in cozy, caricatured outlines;
no decency, not like wooden ones
in Kenya, breaded with mud:
the kind that soak in rusted tubs,
and stir rags and robes
through fly-begotten water.
Spoons used to be spoons,
not silverware.



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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