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

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It was when my hands were small,
still able to fit snugly in your palms
that you showed me a picture of a nebula.
I marveled at the incandescent streaks of light.
Lime miasma and orange rust
spilling from an endless black sky.
They were farther away than I could understand
but you let me reach out
and run my fingers across them.
I looked up and thanked you for the stars.

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 2:57 am
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