War Of Salt River This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   i wanted to cry

so badly

my sides began to ache.

my eyes blazed fire.

from out of a corner

a ghostlike mallet

pounded on my head.

my whole body shivered

as i fought

what seemed like a never-ending battle

against the salt-river

in my eyes

and when i finally succeeded

i was cold and tired.

i had won - yet i had no peace of mind,

no glory, no sense of victory.

instead i lay dejected on the ground.

the black holes of my eyes

(which, shortly before,

had sucked up life like a vacuum)

steadily remained large,

and my skin turned to leather.




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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