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

d like you to color my eyes blue.
Do things look different when they're seen through the sky?
Maybe hills turn into oceans while rain-rimmed clouds
turn their backs; chaos prospers blissfully with lack of a watchful eye.
I'd like to hike the ocean while rain spills onto giggling hilltops.

Can I run my fingertips along the freedom of sound?
My ears cannot give my mouth the words to convey its nature;
subtlety of whispers, silence, omnipotent thunder
all claim the single voice of sound.
Thunder me blue through the clear black sky
I want to wonder at the absence of my echo.

Clean, pure, whistle-sharp world,
I'd like to be tangled in your ropes of sunshine;
they hang down like tree-swing vines, beckoning stored-away adventure.
To swallow your air, to climb the stars with my eyes
to feel your words in my throat, to know that I can love;
this is what I've discovered my happiness to be.

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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