Gathered on the living room floor,
we tell stories to the circle of bodies.
We weave a history
of late nights
of illicit adventures
and incredible happenings;
Time spent on rooftops
and darkened porches.
Nurtured with gentle touch
and rich conversation,
I blossom.
we tell stories to the circle of bodies.
We weave a history
of late nights
of illicit adventures
and incredible happenings;
Time spent on rooftops
and darkened porches.
Nurtured with gentle touch
and rich conversation,
I blossom.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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