Laughing Trees This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Late afternoon sun

streams

through

canopies of green leaves

reflecting

on water that

trickles

over rocks

and mossy logs

and crushed beer cans

and lighters

left by the unfortunate

souls

who couldn't feel the natural

highs

of the sights before them



Remnants

of an old stone wall

silver in the sunlight

envelop

the two of us



crude vines

embracing cold stone

a cackle from a crow

above

The castle lay

in ruins

Nevertheless -

it was ours.


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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