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

January 10, 2012
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Through the deserted graveyard
we drove
Winding our way through
Hairpin curves
Radio blaring.
We were looking for Dan,
Acting like Dan,
But sober.
He would laugh,
But we did not laugh
We never did find Dan
Maybe he did not wish
For our tears to fall
For him
So Dan, and the stone that marked
His newfound home,
Played hide-and-seek with us,
And won.

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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Falling.Up. said...
Jan. 10, 2012 at 12:30 pm
oh, jeez, this was amazing, and deeply written! amazing job!!
 
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