Good-Night Sadness This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.


Bluish-blackhorizons
bruise the fiery pink of a
setting sun.
The soft motion of my
quivering lips
tickles her colorless cheek.
Shadows cradle hertear-flooded
gaze and I sip her pain
like strawberry liquor.
Stingingtongues swallow truth,
and night slams down on the city
shaking the pin-upposters on her walls.
Slumbering eyes cease crying.




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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