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Here are the remainders:
The empty cigarette packs.
The frozen silk flowers.
The promises we never keep.

The gaudiness in the sky
Is only hope in the face
Of useless mourning.

And puddles of tears become salt licks, dear.
You're sensible. You understand.

So I crisscross across crosses' shadows.
And I leap over dusty, disintegrating love.
I stroke away the salt in the grass
With the solid thump, thump, thump
Of a girl who's going places
Far, far from here.

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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LittleBritt said...
Apr. 23, 2010 at 10:43 am
awesome word choice. i love the "crisscross across crosses" and the "and puddles of tears become salt licks, dear." gorgeous poem. congrats on getting published!
 
roxistar_561 said...
Mar. 31, 2010 at 9:29 am
i love this poem!! u did an awsome job!!!!
 
x0x0Luckyx0x0 said...
Mar. 31, 2010 at 8:55 am

I really liked this:] I love the voice and the descriptions. Great work:]

<3

 
enchanted4yu said...
Mar. 30, 2010 at 10:39 pm
This has such a nice beat and tone. I like how you seem to be speaking to the girl throughout the whole poem.  Great Job!
 
arellasinu said...
Mar. 30, 2010 at 10:04 am
this is super awsome!!
 
FlyleafFreak said...
Mar. 29, 2010 at 2:11 pm
Wow, this is AMAZING! I love the rythym and can immensly undertstand it. Great job, 5/5.
 
supi said...
Mar. 29, 2010 at 11:04 am
THIS IS REALLY GOOD.
 
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