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

the rooster crows
and in all my morning chaos
I don't stop to realize
there is no traffic
no deadlines
no duties
but to be
just be
and let the dew-kissed grass stick to my
bare feet
and the first buttery sunlight of the morning
clear and pure
warm my hair
and my clothes will smell of campfire smoke
as I move the rocks
from the fire
to the hole
and pour over them the lake water from a glass milk jug
the steam smells of summer
and so do the frogs
who sing us to sleep

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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