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

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I walked in glass doors, and sat
In a lobby, overlooked by a balcony.
There stood my mother,
Unexpectedly flawless,
And I went up to her.
She smiled, eager to speak
To her daughter,
But she couldn’t stand,
Or even walk,
Yet she had made it to the balcony.
She slung her arm around my shoulder,
And I supported her weight, as we slowly
Walked to her room.
I didn’t know what to do.
While she whispered to my father,
I amused myself with a latex glove,
And the way it squeaked when I made a fist.
Inside, I felt as numb as my mother did.



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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