Liz In Sickness Liz In Health This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Liz In Sickness



She is tall, pale

and sometimes I swear

I can see her gangly skeleton

through translucent skin

I feel as though to embrace her

would be to break her.

As I brush by in the close space

of the office,

I knock her accidentally

so that her bones chink and rattle

like teacups on saucers,

like Marley's chains.



Liz In Health



Sometime in the recent past

color has washed over her perfect,

smooth skin,

like sunset on clouds,

like blood in water.

A matter-of-factness

in her tone of voice

draws me out of self-pity.

I love to hear her talk

of her future.


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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TooLazytoLogin said...
Dec. 11, 2016 at 5:51 pm
I especially love the comparison between Liz's bones and teacups.
 
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