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

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We run down the empty alleyways
the cold wind tousling our damp hair
the smell of cigarettes
and rain, clinging to our
warm bodies, we laugh,
eyes flash in the
moonlight that
shines above
us.

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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