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

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the man of
one lonely face
looks down upon those of color
the man of
one lonely face
sees no reason to shine.
“but shy?” she dares to ask,
she of smiles and frowns and
twinkling laughter
and the man of one
lonely face
looks straight through her,
eyelashes unfluttered.

one morning, the man
of one lonely face
looks up and feels sunlight hit his cheeks
and the man of one lonely face
is aglow.
she had left so quickly,
out of
his reach, “good-bye,”
no time to change, no time
to switch to a new façade
(perhaps one of
pain, suffering, misconceptions
and maybe even
loneliness).

so the
man of one lonely face
is thoroughly
lost
because there are no
smiles or frowns or twinkling laughter
only his tears to
wash away the grit and glue
to become a man
of no face, of one
lonely world.

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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