Stolenfrom the tile floor of Paul Rossi's
Home, only the slag
Sea gull saw me doit
He was wearing it the first time
I saw him
Singing a song on GriefStreet
With his guitar and black
Buckle shoes
There's a stain on thefront
Put there by the froth
Of his cappuccino
I took his shirt that
Day when
Paul Rossi went to the Red Sea
To sing a song aboutCattails
And honey sticks
That blue Rising Sun shirt
Made Paul Rossi
The czar of the
Rock and Roll scene
Until that shirt
Fell upon themarble
Floor of my home
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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