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

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flickering strobe lights
silhouetting the figures who undulate
against the apparently unmoving wall
it depends what pill i took
bodies pulsating sweaty against
one another, our colors coalesce well
you must be my only
something clicks inside, i dance
perhaps i am speaking aloud
yet again, maybe i’m not, as i
silently beseech you for tonight
i do not fear what the morning brings
the white flashes glow like moons
on a passing freeway of throbbing
vehicles; i swallowed nothing
and so i inhale with speculative passions



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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