Underwear and an old T-shirt
Don't keep me warm enough
On these late summer nights.
I wake up in the morning
Uncomfortable and cold
From the invasion that happened
While I was asleep.
It was the startlingly cool wind
that seems so perennial.
Though every fall it barges through
My delicate summer curtains.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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