Southern Whispers This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

Southern whispers sail across the humid air,
Telling me I have much to bear.
Well, answer me this staring question,
Who are you? And who am I to answer?
Ignore, ignore, ignore again,
Force the painful silence on me 'til I begin
To spread your whispers near and far.
I could escape into the tempting car,
Down the road and to the right.
But I would freeze and think at night
About where I was going
And what was I knowing
About the Southern whispers in mine ear,
So far and yet so startlingly near.
So I may run and hide and disappear,
But I cannot outrun the whispers, my dear.
Hold my hand and bring me to safety,
But you have already gone away.
You've faded deep down
Into the Southern whispers.

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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