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

Paint me apple red,
Or apple-orange if you wish.
Paint me as I am
As my flaws are,
As my skin dulls and wrinkles,
And as my cheeks are
Sun-splotched and shame-colored.
Paint me warm
Like the apple cider
At the fall county fairs.
Paint me as if I was the only
Unbruised apple hanging
From the tallest tree in the orchard.
Make sure you can photograph me
With your mind's eye.
Make sure you paint me as I am
But don't forget what I was like years ago
That single, unbruised apple,
Perfectly still on the table,
Once your favorite centerpiece.

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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Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 29, 2010 at 7:58 pm
What a beautiful and touching voice that you gave to the apple. This is, to put it short, a masterpiece of poetry. It's wonderfully written, and I love everything that you describe to me. Thanks endlessly for writing this beautiful tale of an apple.
 
AlephVonSigma said...
Jul. 17, 2009 at 9:55 pm
"apple-orange" disquieted me because of its apparently pointless illogic but I soon realized its twisted brilliance. "Apples to oranges", eh? Heh. "Shame-colored"... What, indeed, is the color of shame? ;) Final line sort of disappoints me. I don't know why, it's a little unsatisfying after all of that brilliance. Overall: I loves it.
 
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