I Am The Diva

By Anna F., Swampscott, MA

I am the diva.

I sing fingernails screeching on a blackboard.

I sing tires peeling out.

I sing table saws whining into wood.

I sing wet sneakers skidding on linoleum.

I sing play and fast forward at the same time.

I sing.

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

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Paig3Cagl3 said...
Nov. 5, 2009 at 2:36 pm:

This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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