3rd of July

February 20, 2009
By Samarie GOLD, Princeton, New Jersey
Samarie GOLD, Princeton, New Jersey
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My father is exploding with frustration
Like the day-early fireworks overhead
They blast every car alarm in the 3A section
Howling in fear that someone is taking them

I ran my sticky hands down my chubby thunder thighs
I don't deserve this body, do i?
My stomach detests the sick sweetness
Of perfectly pure and innocent cotton candy

Up high enough to see
The L-I-double-R shot out of it's casing
Immigrants lurking on bicycles under the overpass
And vampire bats over Shea Stadium


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Samarie GOLD said...
on Apr. 8 2009 at 12:21 am
Samarie GOLD, Princeton, New Jersey
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This piece will be appearing in this year's publication of My World, featuring poetry from teens around the country.


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