The Mud Sings Brahms This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.


The Mud sings Brahms
and I know so because I have
fallen into itseventeen
thousand times, till my
feet bled and trees sprouted.
Now mudruns through my veins
and I know that next time I fall
I will dissipateand
kiss the cabbages





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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