She feels
her ninety years of age
in her wrinkles.
She feels
stiffness in her joints
and pains in her bones.
She feels
her relatives' pity
in their few visits.
She feels
her mind
slipping away.
She feels
herself
dying.
She feels
alone.
She feels.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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