Daddy's Rainbows This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   There is a woman upstairs in my house,

and her jaundiced limbs are twisted with the

polka-dot bedsheets and she is going quietly

away from me without even a goodbye.



There is a child on the stairs in my house,

breathing the minutes away.

Her fingers are tangled in the railing ribs

and she is humming a song to drown out the silence.



There is a man downstairs in my house,

and he sees death as soft and gray and warm

and safe. His world is candy corn and clowns

and he lives there alone.

All I want to do is shake him

'til the rainbows spill out on the floor.




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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ShahiroThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jan. 14, 2013 at 4:49 pm
wow... that was amazing!! great writing!! keep it up... ps. please check out my work?? thanks :D
 
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