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


Handfulof sand
slowly trickles through my fingers -
a grain for every star Imiss
when I'm not looking up

This worthless sand -
a fist ofdiamonds
slowly being lost to me

The unforgiving tide of time
hasalways hated the stars.
That's why every star must someday die
Time ispoison
to the unattained dream

The diamonds, with age,
will turnback to sand,
fall, and then be washed away
part of me will die thatday

Watered-down tears will fall,
and not the blood that I nowcry

I will see in shades of gray

The snowflakes, dreams, andminuets
will merely flash in silhouettes.






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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