The Days This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Nothing ever changed on our block

Except for the seasons

Each day the sun set behind your house

And those trees

But we always tried to make the difference somehow

Sitting on my back porch by the light of a candle

Till dawn crawled in

We talked about leaving that town and changing fate

We took comfort in our laughter

As we chased the hours of summer

The days stretched into the nights

As we sat in Vicari's woods

Until the days began to grow short again

We mourned for our losses

As friends escaped the borders

We lived for the nights where time lasted forever




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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