Winter Slips This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

By
   Walking though milk of wonders

Sinking in tears of coldness

Watching trees shimmer with the wind.



The milk soaks my skin

The wind whips at my neck

The tears fly about me

My hands shiver cold.



Love blows by me

Not quite gripping

For it slips through

My icy fingers.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback